Bubble Gum X Marceline Novels & Stories

“And no, you’re not allowed to pay me back. If you try it, I’ll shove my fingers into your mouth.” “Ew,” “I know right?” The tensed air between us slowly dissipated. The masseurs returned, and I got some semblance of relief. Marcella and I talked, mostly about work. I learned she was developing a drug that would change the world as we know, but the details were confidential. By the time we left and headed to the restaurant, I was bone deep exhausted. But I had a fancy dinner and show waiting…so I could hold on a little longer.