

Sukie and Erishi Saga, Part 3Sukie threw open the door to the dorm room that she and Erishi shared, tossing her book bag on the nearest chair. Falling backwards onto her bunk, she let out a long drawn out sigh. She reached up to massage at her temples. Algebra made her brain hurt. Erishi emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and toweling her hair vigorously with another.Sukie and Erishi Saga, Part 3
“Hey Suke,” Erishi called her by her nickname, “What’s up?” Sukie groaned quietly.
“My brain hurts.” She replied, looking up at her roommate. Then her brain registered something. This was Tuesday. Erishi only took showers on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sukie peered
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HIGH VELOCITY MOLLUSC
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Fear not my insanity, but the mind that it protects.
Hail Mary, full of grace, save me from this god damned place.
It's damned hard to kill Death.
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Fear not my insanity, but the mind that it protects.
Hail Mary, full of grace, save me from this god damned place.
It's damned hard to kill Death.
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