This story first appeared on my Patreon, and later on Annika Obscura, in 2018. Content warning for self-harm and sexual harassment. It wasn’t anything special, the one that broke her. It was, comparatively speaking, a minor offense. Just a whistle—a compliment, as so many people had assured her—followed with a “Smile, love” when she glanced in the whistler’s direction. But she was tired.
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This story first appeared on my Patreon, and later on Annika Obscura, in 2018. Content warning for self-harm and sexual harassment. It wasn’t anything special, the one that broke her. It was, comparatively speaking, a minor offense. Just a whistle—a compliment, as so many people had assured her—followed with a “Smile, love” when she glanced in the whistler’s direction. But she was tired.
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