"Yer gonna help me 'clean'."
Small Self
chapter 4
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spiralwriter
You groaned, rubbing your hand over your face. You knew what 'cleaning' meant. It was mostly Calpernia's joke as a means to play with you or just get you off your lazy ass, but what else could you do? Not much else given how small you were. Sure, you did have some stuff your size, like clothing and even somehow a laptop (science is incredible, isn't it?) but really you didn't do much with it.
"What am I cleaning today, Cal?"
She cracked a grin, lips splitting into a thousand-mile wide smirk.
"What am I cleaning today, Cal?"
She cracked a grin, lips splitting into a thousand-mile wide smirk.
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