"Smoke hung so thick in the library's rafters that she could read words in it."
The strong musk of cigarette smoke was present as Luka headed into the back if the library to sort books.
It saddened her to see Christmas Len resorting such a destructive coping mechanism.
YOU ARE READING
ANOTHER BOOK OF BS INSTEAD OF SLEEP
RandomIT'S BACK FUCK E V E R Y T H I N G REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE DAILY PROMPTS FOR Y'ALL WHO COULDN'T TELL
