Kamala stared down at Tim from her Aeron throne, sighing occasionally--loud, theatrical sighs bubbling up...

“What do you mean that he didn’t even take a shot‽” Kamala said, hitting the intern with a clipboard. “The...

“Thanks for inviting me,” Dick said, pushing his way past two twink secretaries into the endless white of...

Kamala jerked Tim’s leash and he stumbled into the room behind her. “This is my war room, the nerve center,...

“I’m so happy to join the campaign,” Tim said, holding out his hand to shake. Kamala slapped him instead,...