I have something he wants. ‘Maybe you should fuck the attitude out of him.’ “Buff!” I bark, but he just cackles. ‘Just saying. He’s hot.’ I mutter quietly, “And ‘straight.’” ‘Nah. I have a sense for these things.’ “You’re a stuffed animal.” ‘So you should be even more concerned that I have better judgment than you.’ Jesus. This fluff-filled fucker has gotten way too loud. Maybe I need to stop drinking? Nah.
This is honestly my favorite thing I think I've ever read :) Buffalo for the win!!!!
