Fresh Donuts

My hand trembles as I bring the lit cigarette up to my mouth and take a drag. I lean against the railing of my apartments balcony as the wind lightly blows the cold rain drops onto my exposed skin. This city has been throwing curve balls at me ever since I moved here... But ghosts? I sigh as I let the smoke out of my lungs and look back inside at the lump under the covers on my bed. At least she got my mind off things for a while. I smile slightly thinking about the past few hours. I put out my cigarette and head over to my closet. Guess it's time to get back to work.
TW: Mental health, Depression, Suicide
LGBT themes
Main character is an Aromantic Lesbian

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