“Fuck, Renny!”
Los Angeles certainly had its share of pollution, but this was ridiculous. Lew stared at his boyfriend, both of them wide-eyed, as Turnbull had sprouted writhing tentacles from his back. Lew shrank away in fear; he’d seen enough bad science fiction to figure that this was not bound to end well.
Turnbull just sighed and hung his
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