And Talon did not understand – no, strike that, he didn‘t want to understand – why seeing Hawk and Roadkill together gave him a funny ache in the pit of his stomach. Every time he looked at Flit, the ache got worse. He needed to get laid.

I got a question for you, gonna come over here and kiss me with those pretty lips?

Talon thought kissing Flit to shut him up might be a good idea. He was wrong. It was a fucking great idea.

Fun. It‘s this crazy thing where people smile and laugh and are generally pleased. I could have sworn I saw you smile at least once