Friday night. The end of another week. Jill would rather be down the pub with her friends, but being a student often means taking the money whenever it’s offered. The short, autumnal, days often make the evenings feel darker, a little lonelier. The growing darkness awakens that instinctive hunger in all living things, to seek out warmth and comfort so as to better ward against the last chill breaths of a dying year…
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