“Jared,” I yelled as soon as I opened the door to our dorm room. Jared leaned against his red husband pillow and watched a TV show on his iPad. “We have a problem.”
“What did you do now?” He didn’t even look away from his screen.
“I may have exaggerated about how my date went last night. Apparently, Noelle had a different story.”Continue reading “The Misadventures of Johan O’Malley: Chapter 13”