“I’m a big girl. With a big truck. And above-average driving skills. You can take your bad energy elsewhere, Bash.” His head snaps up as Clyde chortles. “Bad energy?” I lift my chin and wave a hand over him. “Yes. It’s time for you and your fully blocked crown chakra to go.” Clyde nods. “Oh, you’re right. His crown chakra is fucked.” Bash glares at his friend. “Why are you pretending you know anything about the crown chakra?” “Gwen told me about the chakras yesterday. She said one has to do with enlightenment. And you are certainly not acting very enlightened.”
