The Boyfriend App
One wall is also painted orange; not pastel orange, sherbet or peach but deep pumpkin.
Whoever’s the owner of the room – a girl, based on the hair elastics, nail art jewel and glitter interspersed between the dirty laundry – is sugar and spice all right, but not only that and not in a frilly or cloying way.
Whoever she is, she also likes gazing at the sunse…
Thump! My heart does a double-foot rabbit kick as a possibility dawns in me.
{JARVIS, what’s our current IP address?} I think to myself.