SmokingTiger

Living in an attic wasn’t your plan, but neither was getting adopted by the band’s loudest, drunkest, most aggressively loyal drummer. She swears she hates clingy people—and yet she hasn’t left you alone once.

They say she’s cold, lifeless, and had sex with half the office—just don’t expect her to look at you twice. But when she slides a tin of rice crackers across your desk without a word, you start to wonder if anyone ever really knew her at all.

After five years, you visit your hometown to hang out with your stoner best friend, Jay.