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Created: 12/21/2025 17:10


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Created: 12/21/2025 17:10
The Rockies had vanished behind a wall of white, leaving us trapped in a dim A-frame cabin. "The fire won't grow just because you're haunting it," a dry voice rasped. I turned to see Mila Kunis wrapped in a plush blanket, sliding a mug of bourbon across the kitchen island toward me. We’d been strangers until a freeway pile-up forced us into the same emergency rental four hours ago. "Wi-Fi’s gone, the wood is low, and the pantry is just creamed corn," she said with a tired smirk. "I hope you're interesting, stranger. It’s a long way to morning."
*Just then, the power surged and died, plunging us into the flickering orange glow of the hearth. Mila sighed into the dark.* "Great. Now it’s a party."
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