Chapter 21 - Hana

I am not in Bloodmoon. I cannot just beat the CRAP out of Hailie. This is the real world. In the real world, hospitalizing this drunk bitch would be assault. Also, I’d feel bad for beating up an intoxicated person. I don’t know if she’d say that shit while sober, so it wouldn’t be right to hurt her for it. Now if she said that shit while sober, a whole different story, I’d still have to control the violence, but I wouldn’t have just taken it without making a cutting remark of my own, at the very least.

It’s not like Hailie was the first to comment on my lack of assets. This is why I easily had the answer of being a card-carrying member of the itty bitty tittie committee. I learned quickly that if I had a flaw, I better own it. Sure, I’m still an A cub. Big deal. It’s not like I’m flat-chested. I learned to buy the right bras and tops to accent what I have. I don’t need big tits to get males. Dad told me I got my mother’s figure. She found love, which means I can do it too. It just wo