“A good garden may have some weeds.” Name || Kennebec Pratai Called || Ken Age || 46 DoB || April 4th Gender || Male Pronouns || He/Him/His Sexuality || Fluid Race || Mule Deer Origin || Midwest Occupation || Florist Status || Available Personality ⇀ Description Ken has a hard time focusing on more than …
I spit a mouthful of toothpaste into the sink and smiled at the mirror. My reflection smiled back—a big, toothy grin. I ran my tongue over my clean teeth, then put the toothbrush away and headed out. For the first time in a long while, I wasn’t running late. I checked my watch. 8:42 A.M. …
May held the gun to June’s head. An itch deep beneath her skin begged her to pull the trigger, to end it right here and now. But she had to do it right or it would all be for nothing. “Any last words?” She smirked. “You’ll never get away with this,” June said. He was …