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Ruby Dixon
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March 17 - March 17, 2024
Luke’s able to free himself before the creature eats him because he’s a Jedi. Me? I’m just a Floridian in a stolen space suit with no weapon and a busted wrist.
Clearly the gods have sent her to me so I might learn patience.
I don’t feel like I’m in imminent danger. All this alien wants is oral sex.
He smells good, too. Great, now I’ve got Stockholm syndrome.
Hot damn, we’re going up the mountain. Rescue party of two, coming right up.
I nod, though I don’t know what she’s rambling about. Just that she’s smiling.
God. So I get a cold-resistant tapeworm, or I get to die.
Fuck a duck. These guys are going to think it’s straight-up mating season if this continues.
Is that why all these people are so blasé about having a tapeworm?
“Fuhk?” I echo. “I do not know this word.”
“The cootie.”

