She made me smell flowery as I hacked her to bits; for all its valiant effort, Glade White Tea & Lily spray a pepper spray does not make. Happy Spookytober! (This totally came from thinking someone was behind me when I glanced in my bathroom mirror, and the only disabling thing nearby was Glade spray.... Continue Reading →
Flash Fiction in one Sentence: Apocalypse
Because it popped into my brain and doesn't currently have a home... She texted me back a single sentence; "I haven't had enough coffee to deal with the apocalypse."