If you were an animal, what would you be?
Isabella
…
Playing twenty questions opens up a whole can of worms where this whole getting to know each other thing is involved. It means talking, frequently. Which we shouldn’t be doing. I shouldn’t even be messaging himnow. This whole thing is dancing along a gray space of my employment contract that I don’t want to test.
But the devil on my shoulder—who sounds suspiciously like Jordan—is shouting at me ‘what’s the harm?’
Fletcher
I’m waitinggggg
“Fuck it,” I whisper to myself in the dim light of my bedroom.
Isabella
I guess I’d say a cat?
Fletcher
You don’t seem very confident with that answer
Isabella
I don’t know!
I’ve never had to think this through before
Fletcher
Fine
Why a cat?
Isabella
Does that count as one of the 20 questions?
Fletcher
No
It’s part of the original question
Isabella
*sigh*
I guess they seem to have a chill life. They’re independent, and the cats I grew up with were treated like royalty. They were the fattest, most spoiled things in the world and I could definitely get on board with that
Fletcher
I think I accept that
Mine would be a golden retriever
Isabella
