Lynn had started looking at plane tickets home. Anywhere from $300 – $500 a ticket, and that was without specifying first class. Florida had been great; the weather, the sun. But it was getting old. Her classes were a joke. Even work was starting to get mundane. Jasper nipped at her sock. Lynn reached down…
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To the Dogs of Room 427
She wasn’t quite sure how she got here or exactly what she was saying, but she was sure she was drunk. She heard the words, “stay, away, me, masturbate, you, me, right, wrong” and then she stopped listening to herself. Or maybe she had stopped talking. She felt something soft and rough, smooth and edged. She felt the graininess of pores. She felt like she was going to throw up. She felt the temperature change as she returned indoors from outside. The warm air, versus the cold.