Chapter Twenty-Two”You know what’s wrong with Pinocchio?” I ask without preamble in the middle of a particularly intense Smash Bros. battle.”The casual presentation of human trafficking followed by victim-blaming in a movie made for kids?” Gabi suggests.”There’s no competent or respectable character in the whole story and virtually no character growth?” Bea pitches in.”Uhh,” I
I Wonder
Edited by Angel LoveWe meet, of course at Fanny’s, local night club.My friends notice you watching me first as we dance and laugh. They dare me to go up to you, which of course I can’t do, after all you’re older than me and I’m way too shy to be so upfront (well back then