For the anonymous person who can’t find any romance/healthy relationships in my story, and who tried to throw shade saying since I, as a person, don’t like rom coms, my only interest is writing about sex and money, CLEARLY you’ve never been asked to prom with records spelling out “prom” on the wall in the upstairs of a vintage wrekka sto with patchoulli burning from a gas station incense stick in the next room...
... and it shows.














