“I-I gotta get out of here,” I shouted, fisting my hair. “I fucked up. Fuck. Fuck!” “Easy, man. It’s just some pussy. We aren’t judging you for getting off in front of everyone,” Hail said with a laugh. I shoved past him and stumbled to the door, ready to vomit. “Here, kitty, kitty, kitty,” I called out, pulling the door open and falling into the hall. I crashed against the opposite wall as Drake called out to see if I was OK. “The cats! The fucking cats can drive! I’m going insane. I fucked up!” I rushed away to the confused cackle of the goats and a suspicious looking leopard. God, I hated
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