the devil. you know
Ok. yes the ink was red, and yeah, that should have been a tip-off. but ohmygod, the offer was amazing. life changing. everything I ever wanted. but he was leaving, heading back down to somewhere, dunno where I wasn't really listening. if I didn't sign then, I'd lose it. that I heard.
I couldn't lose it. not after.. not again. so after shaking his hand (and kinda painfully catching my finger on his cufflink or something) I was somehow holding his pen (which was a cool trick, I thought).
and I signed. it was mine. all mine. mine mine mine. finally.
but now I have this cough. and I can't.. I'm having trouble walking, just started today. and there's hair in my sink. lots of hair.
and the ink was red.
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