Have you ever heard of the orange peel theory?” Izzy asked. “No, what’s that?” It was midnight, I was lying in bed. Seth and I said good night half an hour ago after eating way too many Whore cookies and watching Netflix from his laptop on the landing. “You give a guy an orange and ask him to peel it for you,” she said. “It tells you what kind of person he is.” “How?” “Because it’s such a small ask. If he complains about it or forgets, he’s probably gonna complain and forget to do other shit that’s more important.”
