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Yuriko’s roommate has some weird habits but, y’know, Craigslist.

“Hey, Neely bailed so I’ve got an extra ticket to the paloozamacallit,” she says, banging through the front door. “Did you want it?”

Her roommate, levitating in the corner of the ceiling, stares with bulging eyes.

“Because it might be nice to get some sunlight,” says Yuriko doggedly.

Her roommate pushes stringy black hair over her white face with fingernails like broken claws, then meows. Black liquid glugs into the sink.

“Look, do you want to go or not?”

“Not if it’s going to be full of fucking hipsters,” sniffs her roommate.