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Death's Last Days With the Dying

Not Honey

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Milk.

Rita's hand-me-down shirt became a sticky white mess when Samantha tripped mere inches away before getting to the former's table. Samantha blurted a plethora of apologies to Rita in front of the cafeteria and released a maniacal laugh in one of the cubicles in the girl's restroom.

Honey.

Samantha stirred a spoonful of it in her chamomile tea. “I should've won an award for great acting today,” she muttered to herself. Looking forward to bed, she brought the cup of heaven to her lips and noticed a droplet of red inside the cup. She knew it was not honey.


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