23- But I Have Zero Survival Instincts and Even Less Chill

OZ

One second Kacia’s at my side, mid-step, mid-sentence, then she’s just gone. The sound of impact echoes a half second later, something solid slamming flesh, and panic punches straight through my chest. I spin, heart hammering, scanning the alley… There. Further down. Kacia’s on the ground, cr...

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