“I didn’t choose it, Sin, the moon did,” I explained. “But yeah, me and Roary are mated now. Is there anything else you wanted to know about that?” “Nope. Nothing. Nada,” he replied, looking away like he was pissed and I exchanged a look with Roary who only shrugged, clearly not caring. “So you’re okay with it?” I pushed, feeling very much like he wasn’t. “Who, me?” Sin asked dramatically. “Oh yeah, I’m peachy, dandy, happy as a goose flying upwind from a T-rex fart.”
oh sin...
