Long ago in a distant land, I, Evey, the shape-shifting master of evil was actively on Facebook, posting witty updates that took hours to craft and wolfing a tube of Smarties every time I got a "like". As the title suggests, this was circa 2008-2010, at which point I got massively bored and quit. (My current account doesn't count because it is exclusively used for ...
The workday is over. Her boss stands to leave, placing a hand on her shoulder as goodbyes were exchanged. She hopes no one notices her cringe and try to shrink away. She could leave, but she chooses not to. Rush hour traffic comes in pedestrian flavour as well. Masses of worker bees squeezed into narrow sidewalks and walkways; crashing into each other as divergent streams ...
Books. Music. Food. Fashun. You have found your new home. Just...y'know, take your shoes off, please.
