The Lycans Nextdoor
Poppy’s brows furrowed.
“Well, like crushing on three people at once and feeling like doing adult things, or even craving small things like brushing hands or a hug... I don't know. I know I sound stupid, but please believe me,” I explained.
Poppy nodded knowingly, stuffing her books into her bag. “Oh, we believe you. I just need to go talk to... uh, my Vice President right now. I’ll see you later,” Poppy said, sliding out of her seat and walking away hurriedly.