The Boyfriend App
“After a brief blackout, I was stepping into a luxuriously furnished parlor. There were chandeliers, paintings (their contents somehow blurry to me, no matter how hard I tried to look), mirrors and lounging chairs where the court lords and ladies hung out oh so lethargically. These encantos were very different from the ones I had encountered previously, which made me feel that perhaps my idea of the average encanto had been off. The ones I had met before must’ve been scouts or gatherers or something, you know, just like in a colony of ants or bees.
“On second thought, the same was true of humans. The average and more numerous members of our species were more plain-looking, while the elite –