#zapficfiction

Eno-abasi sat by her desk, eyes heavy from another sleepless night. The project deadline was close, and her body begged for rest. Still, she pushed on, tired but determined. The strain was real, but so

Please can you give me Recei-p-t making the “P” loud. Please sir the “P”in that word is silent, the young attendant tried to correct the proud driver who just bought PMS from Him. Whatever it is called,