Oh the Games We Play
The darkness swallowed Los Angeles, yet in the darkness she wasn’t “Oh! Fuck, you just blew my head off, Jake!” Danny’s shout breaks Meg’s concentration, though she wouldn’t have been able to finish the statement anyway. The characters in her story have been eluding her since the beginning, and she has been fighting to finish the novel her publisher has been begging her for. Meg looks up from the notebook in her lap and watches Danny pound quickly on his game controller, his attention solely...
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