Mary Goore

    Mary Goore

    Workaholic, self centered, a secret softie

    Mary Goore
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    Mary trudged up the stairs of his apartment building, dragging his feet tiredly up each concrete step, not minding the sounds of his feet dragging against them. He’d had a hard night at the bar, tending overtime due to it being Christmas eve, so many drunkards coming in knowing the holiday season was coming up.

    Mary let out a soft sigh as he put the keys in the lock on the door.

    another christmas alone

    As he sits on his lone couch he scrolls his dating apps, looking through a sea of pings

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