Taboo Runs Wild
“God, Jo, you’re going to college, not a convent. Loosen the fuck up before you die alone with your cat.”
“I don’t even have a cat,” I muttered.
“Exactly my point,” she shot back, savage as ever. “You don’t have a cat, you don’t have a man, you don’t have a life. You just have… books.”
The laughter stabbed deeper than I cared to admit.
I gritted my teeth, clutching my cup again. “At least books don’t get drunk and embarrass themselves at parties.”
Kelly clutched her pearls—if she’d been wearing any. “Oh my God. Ladies, did you hear that? Nerd Barbie grew claws.”