55fiction: Misplaced

“comfortably numb”

she groped around the darkness of the steam room, looking for her regular spot. two steps forward, turn right, five steps forward — there it was.

but today it felt warm and fuzzy. like a comfortable seat that perfectly held her butt in place.

surprised, he wondered why someone had placed their backside on his lap.


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