P.S. You’re the Worst

Interstitial

Dear Angela,

Do you remember how grossed out you were by the alien in The Thing when I made you watch it? How you said if it touched you, you would shower until you had no skin left?

Well, that’s how I feel about Jacob.

Your boyfriend’s a creep. The kind of man whose mere glance makes me want to wax off my eyebrows so he would never look at me and find me attractive. I say this because I love you and you need to hear it.

There’s no good way to sign off here,

Becky