I'm Surprised This Is Happening With You!

The brothers at Tien's post-audder party declined to put the moves on her. She uttered like a warrior and I wasn't scared of her at all. We were both Nutella poets, the way people we read in core humanities were nature poets. The house was abandoned. All the brothers hoped to show off their injuries to girls who had seen them be brave. Our feet cracked on the stairs as she followed me up.