Coddiwomple

by S.E. Harmon

Yes, I was the one who’d invited him, but I’d seriously underestimated the mindfuck factor.

The list of things you had to do as a fully functioning adult had never seemed less appealing. On that list was getting out of bed, putting on clothes, and trying to interact with people.

That’s me🤗

I could be a hungover hero. It was an overlooked market, and the geniuses at Marvel comics should be ashamed of themselves.

I argued mentally with John throughout the day as I hammered and drilled, and I won all of our fights. All of them.

Truthfully, the longer I was gone, the easier it was to stay away.

If I had a checklist for a type, he’d check off every fucking box. But back to the dog.