Plsstopme Stories

I am a lazy procrastinator whom does not want to work on real story's that might make me not-useless. So I've decided with my 'oh-so-helpful' brain that I'm going to write at least one chapter for every day of my life. Sometimes I'll write 7 in one day, or just 1, and A/N; Authors notes don't count as a chapter. I'm sorry this might suck, but I will also be interacting with you all! If you comment something that catches my eye {or anything my poor eyesight can actually see} I will respond to you in the next chapter or two! {Unless you comment late (like a month after I post it) then you shouldn't expect me to see it anytime soon} Thank you for all being humans, good day!

Alex had never met a woman like her before. She was different from the rest. In her tiny broken down cafe on the side of highway 417, something magical is about to go down