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When in doubt, just stick with the guy with the strength power to protect you from rogue penises. I should put that on a t-shirt.
“What the fuck?” I hear Evert mutter. “That’s how you react when he cuts off some guy’s hand and brings it to you like it’s a fucking daisy?” I pull away from Okot, my lips pink and swollen from his very thorough attention. “So sweet, right?” I beam. Evert shakes his head and walks away, but I’m pretty sure I hear the words “crazy fucking cupid,” as he leaves. “He’s obviously never had someone sever a hand for him,” I say wisely. Okot nods. “Obviously.”

