One Slip
Mercifully, the lab was quiet. She moved slowly. She understood how easily a simple mistake could fuck her over. One slip. One careless moment. One misplaced jab. One prick, and you’re fucked.
Mercifully, the lab was quiet. She moved slowly. She understood how easily a simple mistake could fuck her over. One slip. One careless moment. One misplaced jab. One prick, and you’re fucked.
I’m back on schedule this week with another 500 Club post. I keep telling myself I’m going to use prompts from a different source one of these weeks, but the folks over at The Parking… Blood and Frosting