Ain’t No Rest For the Wicked|| Closed
@edgar-j-bones
A week she had been off work for a week and she was exhausted already, it was even a half day for her. Working the night shift always drained her because- nine times out of then the female had to find things to entertain herself with. A cup in hand filled to the brim with black coffee she was barely ready to face the shift let alone half of her coworkers.
Sleep was not coming easy once more, it was the third night in a row she had been awoken by nightmares. The closer it drew to the day she actually ran away from him the darker her dreams got, she sighed openly. “Kill me now,” she muttered turning around. Her eyes went wide seeing her boss. “Oh.. sorry Ed, I- I’m gonna go.”












