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Maybe I should’ve known better though

The past never dies

Chapter 5

Should’ve fucking stayed hooddamn lesson, didn’t you?

I grirab a bottle of Grey Goose and startdeftly one-handed I didn’t bother wearing et better tips when I do

My ar worse than usual lately, sharp jabs of pain shooting through the phantom limb, as if my body has somehow been reminded of what it lost by Marcus’s sudden appearance in my life

Of the piece of et back

I grab the coldto shove memories of what happened yesterday at the library out of my mind

I’ on the floor in the stacks like that,occasionally froh h that when the librarian finally wandered upstairs to return books to the shelves, he looked both concerned and suspicious as he asked if I was okay

Probably worried I was a junkie sneaking into a quiet part of the library to shoot up or so

I left without the book I ca at all after that Instead, I went ho to fill hts

And today, unlike yesterday, I didn’t have the luxury of deciding whether or not to leaverent on said apartment anyway

Duke’s gets busiest on the weekends, but even though it’s a Wednesday night, it’s been steady ever since I got here at eight

I’ll take it I need the tip money, and even more than that, I need to keep myself distracted After my encounter with Marcus at the library, the dreaht were… fucked up

I woke up on the heels of another orgasernails left five little crescent-shaped gouges in my skin