Luka reached into the back of the freezer and grabbed the frozen cold compress. Realizing that her current outfit—a slightly oversized t-shirt and a pair of blue and black-stripped pajama bottoms—has no pockets. Mumbling under her breath, she took a deep breath and placed the compress between her breasts, using them as temporary pockets.

“Christ,” she whispered, “my tits might turn into cubes by the time I get back to my room.”

Trying to ignore the cold string on her breasts, Luka reached behind her and grabbed her crutches, carefully placing each one under her arms. With a slight hobble from keeping her right leg off of the ground, she took her time heading back down the hallway towards her bedroom.

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Goddamn, September has already came to an end. That means fall is about a week or so underway, the Halloween adverts are playing on repeat during commercial breaks and in weekly coupon booklets, and people are bragging about pumpkin-flavored foods. Now, I honestly was never a fan of fall-inspired drinks and foods; I don’t care for it. However, if I see that something has cinnamon in it, I may give it a shot.

That is, of course, I can survive the trip outside. I’ll go into detail about that in a bit, just keep on reading. Continue reading the Monthly Note for September