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Weekly Contest #325
~~TW for death and mental health things~~ She reached for her drink and reseated herself – her thigh now just barely touching his. She handed him a Kleenex. “Thank you.” The young man wiped the blood from his nose, and attempted, in vain, to dab the red from his sheets. He had to squint and look real hard; the room was dark, and the soft orange glow of the space heater made the blood hard to spot. “I think I had a dream about you.” He said, never lifting his gaze from the bedding. She covered her mouth in mock surprise. “Oh my god - reall...
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