"First problem is you eat at someplace called the Nugget," Maddy said. "I don't like that word. Nugget. Nnnnnn-ugget." She sipped her soda. On the screen, blood seeped from under the closet door. It was a matter of time until someone came along and slipped in it.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-09-18 03:55 am (UTC)