Sep 25, 2020
Lorelai, close your eyes. Pretend you're nestled in bed, cozy underneath your covers. It's a cold night and your multiple limbs brush against your blankets. You open your eyes slowly, wondering why you have multiple appendages (your brother would make a sex joke here and it would suck) and skitter out of bed. You make your way to the mirror, where your brown shell is glossy in the moonlight. You gasp, amazed by your form. You are the cockroach in Kafka's Metamorphoses. Lys comes in & steps on u.
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