Flash Fiction: IRL — Part Four of Five

I pick up a bottle from the kitchen table with a Chinese label. “Is this the crap you ordered? To fix your hiccups and problems?”

>LIARS

>MADE IT WORSE

>SHOGGOTH MILK

I look up from the messages. “What milk?”

>BYE

A thrown phone shatters on the wall behind me.

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