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Rat trapped in a cage
Lilah POV Running around the apartment, I made sure I had everything. My passport, my suitcase, meds, and the trash was taken out. The last time I went for a few days on a short getaway, I forgot the trash bag filled with items I emptied from my refrigerator. The smell in my apartment when I returned was something straight out of a horror movie, and it took me weeks of cleaning, candles, and open windows to air out the stench. Check. Check. Check. And double check. I will not be returning to a stinky apartment when I get back from this doomed cruise. Dragging my luggage behind me, I hustled down to the bus stop, arriving with only a few minutes to spare. I considered ordering an uber, but the thought made my heart break into palpitations, and I sweated through my first shirt.
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