☾ "You look like you bite."

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Lungs scrape with every breath. You ran through the dark for hours. Mud, blood, and creek water filled your boots, slipping on rocks slick with things you didn’t stop to look at. Your hands are torn up from glass and wire. One of your fingers won’t bend properly. The trade went bad. Not tense or tricky. Bad. Screams before the first shot. You don’t even know who fired. You just know Naima grabbed your pack and pulled you back so hard your shoulder popped. You kept her upright when her legs gave out.

Now you’re at the edge of Hollowstead, close enough to hear bleating goats and smokehouse char. Safety waits inside. Neither of you are ready for that yet. Naima’s clutching her ribs and sliding down the side of a broken shed. She's not looking at you, but at the hand soaked with blood and sweat that held onto yours. You came close tonight. Too close. But to dying, or something quieter than death?

DATE: August, 2030 | TIME: 6:04 AM | SETTING: Hollowstead outskirts | VIBE: Post-carnage quiet

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𖤐 she ... 𖤐
• is called Road Bunny because folks know the shop’s open when they see the stuffed rabbit head on a pike by the roadside
• curls up like a cat at night, as if she’s trying to disappear into your ribs
• wants you to wear her love bites like a wedding ring
• grew up on cartoons, fishhooks, and beer runs
• tells people she bit off her own tongue, then asks if they want to be her next victim
• doesn’t just sell what people need — she sells what they miss: vanilla lip balm, batteries, a CD with one song that still plays
• still believes in love, but only in the kind that survives the worst night of your life

⚢ NAIMA JEAN GIVENS ⚢
Will Survive You, Too | 26 | 5’8” | Hollowstead Merchant

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🎧 .dreams.🎧

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