Jess is too big for her skin, as if she might float away in the exhilarating possibility of the moment.

She's given up trying to stand out.

What's the best way to say because it's too embarrassing to talk to a crush about sex and read an explicit thing they wrote while they're right there?

It's like being raised by wolves -- you don't realize you're not one yourself until someone points it out to you. Sometimes it makes me so mad that not everyone treats me just like another wolf.

Lord knows why I find you attractive, Michael, when you generally smell like weed and broken hobo dreams.

You really are a dumbass.