And that, she thought, as sleep pulled her under, was the most entertaining thing she’d ever known.
“What do you do for fun?” a date had asked once, a nice enough graphic designer named Mark who’d taken her to a loud gastropub. He’d looked at her like she’d just announced she collected toenail clippings. Real Defloration of a Beautiful Virgin
Outside, the city roared on—the endless, frantic search for more. But Elena smiled into her pillow, listening to the rain begin to tap against her window. And that, she thought, as sleep pulled her
For the first ten minutes, Chloe fidgeted. Marcus dove into a worn copy of Piranesi . Priya closed her eyes and, for once, did not check her phone for a school emergency. as sleep pulled her under