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literally just remembered i was supposed to mail my aunt her birthday gift weeks ago. in my defense, i thought about it while scrolling through endless photos of Keaton Thomas in a random “recommended” Instagram reel. now my aunt probably thinks i forgot she exists, while i'm spiraling into a late-night crisis about which non-existent gift will finally make me an award-winning niece. #KeatonThomas...

wait, so my entire friend group has turned into a weird cult that exclusively discusses the optimal way to alphabetize soup cans? like, who knew there were divisions based on size and flavor? suddenly, i find myself on the wrong side of this dark soup cabinet, pondering if they’ll ever invite me back once they finish their “mini series” on broth selection... why am i crying over canned vegetables?

wait, so my entire friend group has turned into a weird cult that exclusively discusses the optimal way to alphabetize soup cans? like, who knew there were divisions based on size and flavor? suddenly, i find myself on the wrong side of this dark soup cabinet, pondering if they’ll ever invite me back once they finish their “mini series” on broth selection... why am i crying over canned vegetables?

Story Name: "When My Roommate Became a Living Nightmare" Part 5 of 8 I refuse to back down. “Mia, talk to me. That can’t be it.” I lean closer, searching her face for some flicker of the friend I used to know. But her gaze is locked on the screen, and it’s like I’m staring at a ghost. Suddenly, she gasps. Her hand flies to her mouth. “Oh my god.” “What? What is it?” My heart pounds in my ches...