“When I was looking at job boards,” Stick told me last night, “I found a perfect job for Evil Incarnate.” Evil Incarnate is an ex-boyfriend, the one who bears striking resemblance to my love-hate struggles with Mandarin. I suppose the name says it all.
“Send it along,” I said, “He’s not that all happy where he’s working now.”
“No, the job’s down in NC.” Stick said. (EI lives in Mass.) “Although if he moves down here, we’d have another player for a D&D run!”