Quince Eastwood: proud Iona alum, a man still drawn to that small Catholic college in New Rochelle. He’s looking for love in all the wrong places, and tracking info down via the absolute worst subforum. And how could he not? Iona’s a place where no one’s safe from transmutation, from instantly viral dipshittery.
Iona’s got its fair share of secrets, and plenty of embarrassing truths. Jeffrey McNition’s about to find himself subject to both. Oanez Nasdaq thinks academia is her ticket out of this mess— but there’s plenty of hard work ahead. She has to finish her PhD; she has to teach. Dr. Avery Moore is a psychiatrist who really wants to know Quince, and wants to know he can’t hurt her. The poor doctor’s about to learn how wrong she can be. So is Oanez, standing beside that green Honda Jazz one second longer than she should have.
Need any more? Dr. Steve Billings? Who’s Hopson — does he actually exist? What’s Steve into?
It’s not worth proving. Goodbye, goodbye, Starbucks.
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Oh yeah. He’s looking for love in all the wrong places, but can’t cure himself of his jealousy. Its his favourite word now, and probably always was. What he sees in curly blonds with goates when stark brunettes are everywhere as beautiful as can be is unbeknownst to me. I personally know they blend together into one, and I think he’s got a solid lead even if he does stutter. Remember, Steve, dog’s don’t bite that hand that feed them.