Handyman For Hire by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

He stretched. His body ached. He tried to turn over but felt constricted, his limbs couldn’t respond to the messages his foggy brain sent.

He stretched. His body ached. He tried to turn over but felt constricted, his limbs couldn’t respond to the messages his foggy brain sent.

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