Chapter 100

• All characters in this short story are 18+, even the plant.
• “Hi, it’s Carmen. ... No, not today. Not tomorrow either; I quit, basically. ... It’s not about the money, I just won’t be able to work for a while so... ... No, you can throw my things away. Yep. ... Yep. I gotta go. ... OK. ... OK... OK, bye.”
• Carmen squealed in excitement after hanging up the call with her boss. Former-boss. She frolicked about her living room while going through her final mental checklist. This was the last time she would have to think in a long while. Utilities were prepaid, neighbors notified of her ‘absence’, postcards from around the world post-dated for her mom to periodically receive. She had even said goodbye to her goldfish. There was nothing left to do but to get undressed, and since she was already down to nothing but socks, that didn’t take long.