Attached at the Hip

by Christine Riccio

I am on a beach in Fiji about to be voluntarily marooned on an island to prove a point.

Me

“I do CrossFit.” I narrow my eyes. “Why?” “For fitness?”

Osprey and I fall into a bookish discussion, the likes of which I’ve never had with another human IRL.

I hate this sentence lmao

I yell back, “Krill!”

Well i hate this too