Micalea Smeltzer

Pokehontas.

Quill Smith

Edgar Allen Poke.

Winston Churchquill.

Quillie Nelson.

And my hard-on is successfully gone.

“If you trust your gut so much, then why don’t you trust it to find me again? Then I’ll tell you my name.”

“society never wants to accept that monsters are real—just weak women.”

I named her after you, you know? Seda,” I whisper her name into existence, tracing my finger over his again. “It means spirit of the forest.” I hang my head.

“You know, for someone who’s such a ball of sunshine it really surprises me that you like storms so much.”

Then why are you in my dad’s house?”

My stomach