I was so disappointed in this sequel. It very nearly lost all of its quirky charm from book 1 and got dragged down with too much plot/drama/world building/mystery/you name it. The will they/won’t they between Evie and the Villain was old by the end of book 1, so for the angst to continue for another whole novel made me lose interest. I still love the characters themselves, and I love the silliness of the interactions between them. But this book fell into the worst kind of middle book syndrome. I’ll read the next one in the series and hope for some redemption.