Chapter 65

“Cult members sure have weird fashion choices,” Abina said with a sigh from the backseat of our Jeep as it barreled down the highway.

“There are no colors to make it pop or pretty designs or even a cute little saying to give it character. It’s just dark blue.”

Kelda giggled. “Look at you, Abina. You’re on Earth for a month and suddenly a fashion designer.”

“I don’t even like clothing, and I can agree these things are hideous,” Beth added. “I feel like I’m wearing a heavy blanket.”

“I don’t know what you dudettes are talking about,” Rafe said through puffs of his blunt. “You guys look like fucking badasses.”

“Says the only person who doesn’t have to wear one.” Logan laughed.

“I offered!” The goblin shook his finger at me. “You’re the one who said that I wouldn’t blend in.”

Logan shrugged. “I’m sorry if I thought a three-foot-tall dark elves in a saggy robe would stand out like a sore thumb,” he said. “People would have thought we brough
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