I open the second text to distract me from all the things I still have to do. Prince Charming, Robin Hood, Beast – Connor Really? I texted him three brilliant female authors and he gives me Disney characters to choose from? Oh, he’s starting a war. I type quickly, not even having to think twice about my choices. Kill. Marry. Fuck. Less than a minute after I hit send, I receive another message. You would fuck the Beast over Robin Hood? Explain. You’re not even going to mention me killing Prince Charming? Deflection in a text is my specialty. Not surprising. I would kill Prince Charming as well.
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