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Chapter 2 2 - ROOMMATE NEEDED

Word Count: 1213    |    Released on: 25/03/2025

sn't smoke, tidy, can cook tasty mea

per into my bag as I walked into the bank to clear out all the money from me and Marty's joint acc

iately, I packed all my stuff and moved them out of the house before he returned home. I left the lapt

– I'm done Marty.

t him to try and charm me with his words, look into my eyes with those big brown orbs of his and draw me back

Bradsbury town where I grew up, I had an old aunt that still lived ther

plus if you ignored her stinking attitude, and always had her nose

such a rough time for you but y

Joan" I cut in before she had the

as slurping and I paused from the you'll peanut butter and jam I wa

ng my voice was loud enough for her to hear, she had a hearing

ur home because he stuck his stick into another woman's honey p

a fury burning inside of me. I wasn't sure why but all of a sudden I was angry, pissed and everything Marty did was suddenly dawning down on me and I realized how use

asement in the back where she had allowed me to squat. I kicked the wall angrily, the heat rising from my insides and threatening to consum

sn't smoke, tidy, can cook tasty mea

ls that no longer seemed necessary and I moved s

ls, jus

the number on my phon

about the roommate ad and I'm int

n my phone pinged with a text

it. The house is 84th street,

Was he some sort of serial killer looking for an easy target in desperate and homeless

up here" I

ower pot, the one that looks like an ang

rf

I might need, cooking things especially since that was the only kind of payment I could offer my mysterious ro

r and walked into the warmness of the house. It was bigger than I had expected, white porcelain floors. It had a large sitting room, with leather sofa chairs and a big plasma tv hanging on the wall, a dining table in an

aghetti and maybe my roommate and I could have some introductory d

op and found the pot but the problem was, I was a five foot four woman and no matter how much I stretched, my hands couldn't reach them. I was breaching the line of

goddamn

en S

ce that was the weapon fashioned agai

got to be

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