Chapter 7 : Let's Have a Kiki
"And!?"
"And what?"
Noelle and I were taking our break outside Open Palms, near the decrepit picnic table hidden behind a blown generator sanitation refused to get. Noelle pressed her Black Magic Woman clove cigarettes to pine green lips, blowing to the side so the smoke would remain downwind of me.
"Come on, Ronnie. Don't play me like that. You met Cibola royalty last night! Like an actual goddamn vigilante as cryptid as cryptids get! And you're not going to tell me what the favor was? I thought we were friends!"
"We are!" I said putting down my chicken salad sandwich, "remember Angela Ravencroft?"
"Why one of the coolest names to ever be created had to land on such a dick, I will never know. This is why I don't believe in gods…And she was a descendant from the Salem coven! Salem!"
"But she wasn't nearly half the spellsmith you are!" I bumped my shoulder into Noelle's hip making her grin. "Remember when she turned her tits blue?"
"She was trying to m
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