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For all she knew, Mac actually lived in a cave with good Wi-Fi, so maybe Mac wouldn’t judge.
“I don’t like leaving the house, though. In fact, I’ll do a lot to actively avoid leaving the house.
I would rather eat my own intestines than cross your threshold.
Aiden’s old high school friend Riley said with a grin,
You don’t need to specify this, you explain their relationship to us in detail in literally the next paragraph. xP
his brother, Davy,
We’ve talked about his brother Davy many, many times already. Why do you not trust me to remember who Davy is? C’mon.
She was the type to tear a strip off you for talking shit, but then give you a million-coin quest item and act like it was no big deal.
“I just don’t want to come home for Christmas break and find you wearing a tinfoil hat, speaking in tongues, because you haven’t interacted with a human in real life in months.”
T-shirt that said “Sorry I’m Late, I Didn’t Want to Be Here,”
was like standing in a doorway when playing the video game Diablo, a technique that allowed you to take on your foes one at a time.
I appreciate these references to geek culture in this, I really do, but they’re always overexplained. Somebody - either Yardley or her publisher - wants to prove the heroine is nerdy, but is also very worried that I’ve never heard of Diablo before.
She looked at the archway between the dining room and the living room. It seemed defensible. She hovered nearby, hugging the wall.
the dessert map. OtterLeader: *desert
The typo is a great touch, adds a lot of realism.
She stared at the words she’d sent. She should take them back. She should block his number. She should uninstall Blood Saga and then possibly move across the country.
If anything, it had been a series of comedic misunderstandings and a lack of information.
Just some casual lampshading between friends.
Well, he’s not sexually or romantically interested in you at all. And why would he be? You look like a troll that lives under a bridge, and you’re slightly more domesticated than a coyote.
if she caught feelings, she would have to kick her own ass.
She tossed her curls over her shoulder. She ate daintily. She didn’t say “fuck” once. It was eerie.
TRUE LOVE IS A KINK
