Jo Newton

“So you do know!" I shouted. My phone lay there like a genie's bottle, inanimate and yet containing the ability to grant me wishes and knowledge. "Girl, spill before I come over and dye your hair a natural color.”
― Atom Yang, Red Envelope

“You slept-on top of the blanket,” he said.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Were you trying to protect my honor?” He asked, and his smile spread from cheek to cheek.”
― Atom Yang, Red Envelope