The Milkyway Hotel

Celeste

“You reckon we’ll get along, you and I?” she asked the building.

“Seriously, Dad, how am I supposed to be carefree in the world we live in?”

“The one time my gaydar is right,” she said aloud. “Goddammit!”

Finding community was always nice and reassuring. Yes, that was all. She liked Rose and knowing that they had at least one thing in common, beyond their love for chocolate, was pleasant. Exactly the same as discovering they were both cat people had been a pleasant surprise. It had nothing to do with how pretty Rose was. Or how talented. Or kind, or smart. Certainly not how hot she was. 

Also, listening to audiobooks is reading and libraries rock!