Xander: A Fictional Narrative

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Gently closing her laptop, Zoey stretched along the back of the desk chair, reaching her arms towards the ceiling and glancing out the window of the apartment she shared with Camilla, her best friend and lover. Below, lines of cars glittered under the sun and sped by a few stories below; she could see an expansive park in the distance wherein the colorful dots of people moved slowly over the winding paths of the grounds.
“Zoey, I’m heading out now!” Camilla called over the soft hum of the air conditioner.
“Wait up a second, I need to stop by the grocery store today, let me walk you.” Zoey replied, jumping out of her seat and grabbing her wallet and phone before joining Camilla at the door and running her hands over her spiky dark hair. Presently, the two locked the apartment and started down the hall towards the stairs, as an animated voice chimed,
“Camilla! Congrats on the promotion. It was well deserved. Don’t let Xander give you a hard time about it.”
“Thanks Ruth! Don’t worry about it, he took it well. I’m actually headed to work right now, see you around!”
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The bell chimed and Zoey watched as her small cream-colored name tag labeled “Camilla Bentley” was obscured from sight.
After perusing the seemingly endless shelves of the local grocery shop, Zoey returned to the apartment with a gallon of milk and a bag full of vegetables in tow. Using these ingredients, she prepared a large bowl of Mediterranean salad for herself and plopped down at the desk overlooking the city for a long night of studying. Her Introduction to Zoology notes were not going to write themselves. The hours dragged on and by three in the morning, Zoey decided to go bed and took one last peek out at the dark, cloudy sky dotted with the lights of hundreds of buildings before climbing into

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