Porcelain fingers 1.5

1296 Words

Six months ago... Olamide scavenged her freezer for something edible. It was the third time in a row. Perhaps she wished some out-worldly magic would find its way to her or perhaps it was the chaotic worry that plundered her mind. Her brother, Deji was nowhere to be found. He had left their shared apartment thirty minutes ago to get Big Macs. It shouldn't be taking him this long. Sure her brother could take care of himself but he had just been back from a bumpy time in rehab. Coke was a nasty drug to break off from and a tiny part of Olamide suspected her brother had broken his promise and was probably nose deep in another wrap of white powder along with his delinquent friends. She wished she did not let him out but his therapist had mentioned that she needed to trust him and trust him sh

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