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She was beautiful, in that I-could-probably-break-your-arm-without-trying-but-I’m-just-so-cute-you-won’t-be-mad-about-it kind of way.
“Don’t call me names, you overdressed crimson pimp.
“You need to understand your cage before you can try to pick the lock.”
His mis-colored eyes flicked to her lips, and she was certain he was going to close the distance between them. But instead, he tapped his finger on the end of her nose. “Boop.”
“Tell your subconscious to stop petting me.”
“So, the circus is just randomly baby-birding us bits of people.
Don’t they say talking about trauma helps in the healing process?” “You know what helps me in the healing process? Stabbing you with this fork.”
“Let me make one thing perfectly clear, though, Cora dear…nobody touches you but me. You can tell me no as many times as you want, every time I ask between now and when the sun burns out. But there’s a part of me there inside you. And if they defile you, they defile me, and we can’t have that.”
“Which one of the Family members has the giant magically-willed-into-existence dildo collection, that’s what I wanna know.”
How is the outside world? Still crippled with xenophobia, tribalistic racism, sexism, homophobia, war, and disease?” “Pretty much. But now we have the internet that lets us hate all sorts of fun, new, and interesting people. Oh, and watch lots of stupid cat videos.”

