(Surreality) Taking Care of Drake

It was getting late, but he was having trouble sleeping. Dawn's piercing light shot off Toronto's friendly skyline and burrowed through his bedroom's sheer drapes. Never thick enough to block the sun, but too thick to let in a breeze. His mom had bought them at Bed Bath & Beyond. "Ma, how many times do I have to tell you? We out here now! We don't need to shop at discount stores!" "Aubrey, I'm sensible. And you should be too." She had patted him ligh...

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