What's next?

Cass casts her net on lady-kind.

The girl turned up a lip. "I wish all women were super attracted to me and I was one of the hottest people they've ever seen or heard or smelled or tasted or touched and that they couldn't help but want to flirt and seduce and show themselves off to me like they would with hot guys because of how sexy I am in everything I do." Her lungs were always quite capable.

Yeah, yeah.

Gay.

So what?

As far as anyone was concerned, of Mark was a botn skeptic, Cass was a born cosmopolitan. Hard to imagine her ever staying in the right lane for long. Literally.

As Cass roamed the living room, she felt a pull towards the door. A need to do something. To stave off an impending boredom.