That awkward moment when you realize that you’re basically the same age as most YA heroines and you have yet to start a revolution, kick some sexist butts, or hijack a whole swarm of evil government officials. Nope. Instead, you’re on laundry duty.
That awkward moment when you realize that you’re basically the same age as most YA heroines and you have yet to start a revolution, kick some sexist butts, or hijack a whole swarm of evil government officials. Nope. Instead, you’re on laundry duty.