Set the Record Straight

by Hannah Bonam-Young

The thirteen days between the dreaded holiday party that ended with a bang and a bong (no, really. Teachers smoke weed at these things—I haven’t seen that many bong hits since college) went by in a dazzling, loved-up haze.

Dead HAHAHA too funny

“It’s an LG-BLT flag, I’m told.” Daryl nods, beaming with pride. “Oh my god,” Clara mutters under her breath.

its the thought that counts haha