
Kris is a ways back, struggling with his tiny horse friend, who doesn't seem that keen on letting him leave. Adam would heroically save him, but his own innocence is long gone—long, long gone—and that thing has teeth. Like, sharp, scary teeth.©
“We are not having sex just so that a baby unicorn will leave me alone.”

“It cried.”
Adam rolls his eyes.
“You made it cry,” Kris repeats, staring at Adam with horror in his eyes.