Short Spring, Or: Leaving Los Angeles
When I returned home later my roommate informed me of something going on the following weekend in WeHo that sounded quite obviously like an orgy.
When I returned home later my roommate informed me of something going on the following weekend in WeHo that sounded quite obviously like an orgy.
She said, “You bring the poon, we’ll bring the doom.”
She was always down for trouble.
Always in some kind of it.