Haley

“I learn a lot about people I don't know from you, but it's actually really nice to learn about you.”
― Mallory Marlowe, Love and Other Conspiracies

“I never anticipated getting cock-blocked by a cat named Cthulhu, but unexpected is how I describe most parts of my life lately.”
― Mallory Marlowe, Love and Other Conspiracies

“What!" exclaimed the Ghost, "would you so soon put out, with wordly hands, the light I give? Is it not enough that you are one of those whose passions made this cap, and force me through whole trains of years to wear it low upon my brow!”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

“What's your name?" I ask again.

We hover over the device, then a word pops up on the screen, a digitized voice announcing it for us.

"Little."

Hayden squints, jaw hanging slack, trying to find some hidden meaning.

"Little. Oh my God, there's a little girl that's reported to haunt this hotel."

"Bitch," the device snaps.

His gaze lifts to mine, then back at the Ovilus, and then back at me.

"Did that ghost call me a bitch?"

I scratch my head. "It might've been talking about me. It did say little. You're kinda large."

Hayden frowns at the device. "That's derogatory. It's not nice to call a woman a bitch."

"Ass," it corrects.”
― Mallory Marlowe, Love and Other Conspiracies