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Chapter 3 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

But who are you?

Nikki

Still barely 18 years old yourself, you can’t believe your parents are making you work. You look around your room at your clothes, showing your style somewhere between punk and emo, though that isn’t really your intent. You glance over at a standing mirror across the dirty room and admire your new haircut, a high and tight shave on one side with long black bangs, that pops against your pale white skin and subtle makeup. You turn back to the computer and start looking through ads nearby.

What jobs are hiring?

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