Love and Other Conspiracies

by Mallory Marlowe

I already know this man will do half of my job for me. He’s a hot human encyclopedia of weird knowledge.

“She has great ideas, and her personality is so bright and likable. She’s a hell of a lot funnier than I am.”

Five days away means at least twelve pairs of underwear, in case I shit myself twice every single day, and then some for options.

I do like the idea that aliens come to Earth to do arts and crafts. That’s nice.