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XLVIII. Svelte

  • Writer: aliya anand
    aliya anand
  • Nov 25, 2023
  • 1 min read


The Little Martian curls deeper into his tan svelte blanket and resolves to stay warm and cosy for the rest of the weekend.


“You're going to need to eat something eventually. “

“Eventually” he says back stubbornly.


“What’s bothering you? “

“Nothing.”


You don’t say anything, you pretend this is completely normal behaviour.




 
 
 

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