“I like the one about the hunger,” she said, not lying. She’d scanned a poetry database on the walk over. “ Hungry dog’s tail .”
She walked over, sat on the opposite end of the bench, and let her HUD dim. “What are you reading?” love junkie scan scan
Affinity: 91%. Dependency forming.
Jana’s jaw tightened. She needed a spike. “I like the one about the hunger,” she said, not lying
He smiled. A real one, not the barista’s plastered version. “You know Neruda?” ” she said