Emergency Contact

by Mary H.K. Choi

Do nothing. Rage-cry later in the privacy of your bedroom while listening to The Smiths. You are a dignified pacifist. Namaste.

Fin took down a misshapen glazed in a single bite.

Yup. stoned...

“Sam?” Sam nodded. He was Sam, it was true.

Overwatch

Its still chasing me ovewatch leave me the fuck alone

You do know that it counts right? What happened to you counts

“Moms are like cows,” Mallory said. Jude shot a glance at Penny. This was going to be good. “You’ve got to milk them or they lose their minds.” Mallory leaned into the front of the car so the girls could feel the full weight of her wise words. “They’re shoplifting teens,” she pressed. “Wait, I thought they were cows,” Jude said.

sopaipillas.

My love

You speak fluent me.