“Carnival Chaos” by Danli Divine The air smelled like fried dough, sweat, and the questionable decisions of teenagers sneaking sips from stolen flasks. Ira, Danli, and Zhade stood near the carnival game booths, watching the neon lights flicker like they were powered by the shattered dreams of every grown man who ever thought he couldContinueContinue reading “Niggiroma Carnival Chaos”
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Break room warriors
By DanliIra sat at the breakroom table, absently stirring a cup of coffee that had long since gone cold. His Marine training told him to keep his head on a swivel, but his civilian job had taught him that the only real threat here was Karen from HR. He wasn’t sure what smelled worse—the breakroomContinueContinue reading “Break room warriors”
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