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Chick
Charlie stared at the bright, reusable water bottle, which was bedecked with a large sticker of a cheerful yellow baby bird wearing a blue cap, the word CHICK! emblazoned above.
“Chick?”
“Yeah,” Nick shifted uneasily. “Like, it could be our couple name? Google seemed to think portmanteaux were a good strategy.”
“For….what?”
“Branding,” Nick replied, as though it were obvious. “You know, shaping your public image. Though…. I still am not sure how that’s a sex thing.”
Charlie ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “That’s not… Nick, I think we’re just going to skip this one.”