“C’mon, you’re all related!” he slurred. “Crawled out of the same larvae, din’t yah?” Oh, didn’t she just want to slap him? He wanted to shoot her. If they’d let him have blaster again, he’d do it to her under the table like Han got Greedo.

Actually, this chick was the definition of a tease.

That girl had an ass that'd stop traffic, but for somebody who was probably the most desirable cheerleader the Hollyoak Lions' had he'd never before seen cheer in Lacey's eyes. His shallow breath was the only sound in the room before the front door gav...

The setting sun dipping under the rubble transformed the broken city into an  alien landscape.

While that humongous egg-yolk waltzed out of his life with a slice of blood orange blaze it got him thinking of cold orange juice in a wet glass. 

How couldn't he go for a fro...

 "I never kissed, or even tried to kiss you did I, J.D. Floyd?!”

Oh she didn’t mind using his name now did she?

This was a crucifixion.

With the emphasis on fiction.

This chick was rewriting history.

One cheap shot at a time."

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Sam's 19 and dissatisfied. Failing college by day, and dodging his girlfriend's kitchenware by night. Left bleeding on the deck of her father's lower east-side holiday home after her latest attack with an eggbeater he escapes into the raining night, straigh...