Meeting you

Y/N was not living life. She survived everyday with constant harmful thoughts.
How long until her landlord would kick her ass out of the apartment?
How many triple shifts until her body refuses and she'd die out of a burnout?
Eat.Sleep.Work.
That was her schedule. No fun allowed. And when she thinks her life couldn't get any worse a creepy golfball head decided to take more interest in her... More than she'd like...

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