Besides My Great Fashion Sense? I Play

Yes," I Said. "my Name Is Seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

So Fnick, Can I Change Channel?" Iggy Asked. "there's A Game On." "make Yourself At Home, Figgy." Fang Said.

He Gives My Hand A Tight Squeeze, But That Desperation, That Urgency Between Us Is Gone. No Insecurities. Max And Fang. Fang And Max. No Longer A Question. We Just Are.

They Aren't The Brightest Crayons In The Box -max(saving The World And Other Extreme Sports)

Then I Found It: The Source Of The Blood, The Place Where He'd Been Shot. 'total?' I Said, And I Got A Slight Whimper. 'you Have A Boo-boo On Your Tail.