Young man, around 25-26, walks in the middle of a deserted road. Bleached hair, worn jean jacket, cowboy boots, 70'sunglasses and a cigarette loosely in his mouth.
What is your name?
Huff huff blow
A cloud of cigarette smoke flows smoothly through his mouth and he smiles
He takes out his cigarette box
Empty
Shit.
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An Abundance of Moths
Science FictionThe moths are coming the moths are coming the moths are coming Two awkward neighbors, a douche bag and a lesbian trucker who can't drive for shit. Put them together to make the worst team that can ever exist, but they somehow make it work I guess
