Book 1, Chapter 13

E’s bedroom was nothing much to speak of. He had a single-sized bed, surplus from the apartment’s dorm days. There was a battered dresser, and an old wooden desk gotten second hand from Goodwill. On the desk was a computer, which was cleverly hidden from The Gang under a large cardboard box labeled ‘Old Socks.’

And on the bed was a small Chihuahua. It looked up when Ean entered the room and started yipping.

Ean winced. “Ugh,” he said. “That’s Fifi. My ex left him with me when she…left me.” He cleared his throat. “Well, there you go. My earlier anxiety when The Narrator mentioned my girlfriend? It’s because she left me. That’s all there is to it.”

I didn’t elaborate, confident you would realize his brusque explanation meant there was a lot more to it than he was admitting.

E’s eyebrow twitched, but he didn’t say anything.

Then, upset that his yipping had been ignored this entire time, Fifi proceeded to lift a leg and tinkle.

“Sonnuva bitch,” Ean yelled. “Fifi!”

Fifi looked up, saw the fury in E’s eyes, and bolted for the living room, diving between his owner’s legs to make an escape.

Ean spun and tore after in pursuit.

Et Alia, Book 1: Aliens, Ninjas, Demons and Pie

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