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2024-10-29 19:42:56TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains themes of depression, anxiety, self-hate, and attempted suicide. Please read with caution.
[Queenie]
Hiding out in the Marriott isn’t nearly as fun as you might think. Especially when you are trying to hide from one of the most powerful men in the city.
Not to self: do NOT piss off Gunner Drake. Again.
Even my parents aren’t talking to me at the moment. Apparently, just one nasty phone call from one of their best clients and I’m on my own with a canceled credit card and nowhere to broadcast my latest vlog.
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