@VisualInspiration
"It's in here most nights. It's ok. I mean, it's a drunk xenomorph--get too close and it'll eat your face--but it's not looking for trouble. Near as I can tell, its queen fought the perfect battle with a human and lost. Having seen perfection, it can't go back. I don't understand it myself, but it keeps things quiet. And how often do you get to drink with a xenomorph?"
I finished my drink, bought one for the xenomorph, took a discrete selfie, and closed my tab. #MicroFiction
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