Hayley Daggers
Joined June 2021
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Long Drive
Perfect. Perfect. It was all perfect. She drummed her fingers in flawless rhythm against the cracked, sun-blistered skin of the steering wheel. The car she had chosen smelled like a dog left outside and cheap vacuums sucking up cigarette ash from an old shitty carpet. It wasn’t hers. She didn’t need a car, before.
By Hayley Daggers3 years ago in Futurism