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He's had a little too much to drink and there is a sweet heavy marijuana-smoke smell hanging around him. He looks like some sort of sad-eyed angel or pixie, or some other lovely, fragile thing missing its wings.
He blinks hazily. This isn't home, and he's just become very aware that he's only half dressed, wearing a t-shirt and boxers printed with Goofy.
"What the fuck?"
Typist: Meet Griffin Tyler, from Francesca Lia Block's absolutely fabulous I Was a Teenage Fairy.
He blinks hazily. This isn't home, and he's just become very aware that he's only half dressed, wearing a t-shirt and boxers printed with Goofy.
"What the fuck?"
Typist: Meet Griffin Tyler, from Francesca Lia Block's absolutely fabulous I Was a Teenage Fairy.