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Mile-High Club

The PA clicked on: “Now boarding flight 743 to Cancun, please come to Gate 2 with…” There I was: at the airport chilling with none other than Casper and friends: Enter Fatso, Stinky and Stretch. And Christine, obviously. “Yo, this is gonna be wild!” Stretch announced, grabbing his duffel bag with the dopiest smile slapped on his face. “Cancun, Cancun, Cancun!” Fatso fisted the air. “We’re not staying in Cancun, dumbass,” Christine chimed in. “Aye Clumsy, do you ha

Adrenaline Rush

My phone buzzed as a notification popped up on my home screen: Hey Stranger. Well, well. Look who it is. Casper is a blast from the past who checks in every so often, then disappears into the abyss without a word as though he'd never existed. Another friendly neighborhood ghost. Kat: Hey to you back. Casper: You up for a little adventure? It'd been well over a year since the last time I'd spoken with him. We were both in a relationship at the time, although that didn’t stop t

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