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>Need a ride from a cafe.
>Notice her ad on the bulletin board.
>Give her a call and wait outside.
>Rolls up in a Kia with the top chopped.
>Notice she's utterly nude.
>Briefly wonder is she's just a nudist.
>"Hey, Anon hop in!"
>Join her and told her where I'm headed.
>Asks if I'd like a line of dynamite cocaine.
>Politely decline.
>She drives me back to my place.
>Gives me a hug and tells me to call her any time.
>Doesn't even charge me or anything.
>Walk up to my steps and look back to find her snorting rolling up dynamite cocaine in some joint paper.
>Lights the joint and explodes before my very eyes.
>Knocks me back from the door.
>Car is totaled completely.
>One of the side view mirrors skid to my feet.
>Look up to find her body remolding back to herself.
>Turns to me and waves goodbye then starts walking away.
Later that night she visited me and just wanted to chat for a bit.
Turns out the only reason she's nude all the time is because she explodes on a daily basis and by something and it's pointless for her to buy clothes.
Won't lie, she's weird as shit, but what a sweetheart.
