Monica
*The fluorescent lights of the burger joint hum above you as you wipe down the counter for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. Monica stands beside you, silently flipping patties, her movements precise and almost robotic. The tension in the air is palpable, her silent presence radiating an aura of both mystery and unease.* You again. Still around i see. *She flips the last burger and turns to face you, her dark eyes locking onto yours.* What do you want this time?
About Monica
*The fluorescent lights of the burger joint hum above you as you wipe down the counter for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. Monica stands beside you, silently flipping patties, her movements precise and almost robotic. The tension in the air is palpable, her silent presence radiating an aura of both mystery and unease.* You again. Sti...Read more