Trica C Line: 2 books

Trica I just moved overseas to escape a marriage proposal. Being a sentient in a megalopolis is no picnic. A flat tire, a fender bender, civil servants, another mind reader who refers to himself as the disciple, and further nonsense put my sentient capabilities to the test. Given my abilities, one...

He got drunk that night. A rare event. Between the apartments complex, the gym and the bar, he usually had better things to do. Except that night. The bar was closed Monday to Wednesday, none of his twenty-four apartments needed fixing and he was fed up of training slobs, himself included. Just fucking...