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PARA-314-Planarian: Tory

Light from the early morning sunrise streamed through the apartment windows. A small brown Whiffling, standing on a dresser, held up a square of cloth to the light. “Which bandana today?” Siobhán asked, thumbing through a collection of napkin-sized bandanas perfect for her Whiffling frame. The bandanas were in a rainbow of colors and prints, all lovingly folded and without a wrinkle. “It’s so hard to choose, ...

“Dawley,” Occam said. Her brow was furrowed in a way that never meant anything good. “I’m confused as to why I got an e-mail from the building’s safety manager this morning about your coffee maker.” Because they decided to CC you for some bs reason instead of just messaging me...