Monkey WrenchChapter 15
“Oh, I hate her so much,” Kia whispered into my ear over popcorn crunches, commenting on the very pretty, very talented, very limber action heroine on the screen. I sunk a bit deeper. I didn’t even like popcorn. I had wanted peanut M&Ms but Kia had vetoed that, “Ugh, he’s not dead. Why couldn’t he have stayed dead?” I grew sick of her incessant color commentary, and I grabbed Kia’s chin and just kissed her. She seemed way more than surprised, especially as I crushed a popcorn between her...