“The gifts that I want. One of them is you being affectionate towards me.” “The gifts are for the end of the—” “Can I see that manual?” “Why?” “Because I asked for it.” As I handed it to her, she pulled a pen from her purse. “Oh good. The Cosmo didn’t ruin it that bad.” Opening the manual, she scanned a few lines with the point of her pen. “Here we go.” “Alright, so, let’s see the first one to go. Breeding?” She drew a line on the paper. “What are you doing?” I hissed. “Um, negotiating.”
