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[kyurizeu]

#14 - kisses and hugs (Im)possibly fate (TEXT)

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Warnings: fluff. Fluffy fluff. Angst and stress. Also not proofread bc yk me;)

Word count: 1,4k

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“I have to go now guys… byeeee annyeong!!” Just as you shut the live off you felt how every drop of energy drained out of your body. Your lips faded into a line trying to hold still to not fall into a frown. Your eyes became teary and you felt your breath getting shaky. Deep breaths yn. It’s okay.

“Kiranaaaaaa are you here?” You peeked into the kitchen and soon the whole house until you had to go check her room. “Knock knock? R u here kira?”

“Yep! U ready?”

“Yeah”

She came out of her room and soon plopped into the drivers seat of her new shiny car. “Damn this is cleaner than I expected” you slid your finger over the surface of the steering wheel as if you were looking for dust. “I just got it so… haven’t got time to trash it yet” “makes sense”

“Where do i drop u off?”

“Oh yk where the nearest seven eleven is, right? Drop me off there”

“At the seven eleven..?”

“Their dorm is most likely surrounded by people and i do not want to get caught near his dorm.”

“Okay smart”

——

“Ty kira bye!”

“Bye! Also call me when u need a ride back! Dont be too late and call me if u need help!”

“I’ll be fine dw”

You sneaked into their backyard and knocked onto their glass door which you saw a very startled Niki through. You mouthed “i’m sorry” to him and he rolled his eyes before sliding the door open. “Where is-“ “Jungwonnn!! Your girlfriend is here” he yelled reaaallly loudly facing the direction of jungwons room. Jungwon soon sprinted out of the room to hug you tightly. “Ugh get a room.” Niki muttered as he went back to the kitchen table to eat his cereal. Jungwon placed a million soft kisses all over your head also letting out little “mwah” sounds on purpose as he hugged you softly and moved both of you back and forth slowly. “Jungwon- i cant breathe..” he chuckled and placed his hands onto your cheeks to plant the final kiss on your soft lips. For a second he just adored your face and smiled at you lovingly. “Let’s go into my room so i can kiss you in peace” he glanced at niki annoyingly and grabbed you by your wrist.

His room was cozy but messy…ish… i mean there werent clothes all over but the room was a bit unwell decorated. That didn’t matter though because he was laying on his bed with open arms and a warm smile. You took the opportunity to jump onto the bed and hug him tightly. He started kissing your cheeks and caressing your hair. “Honey look at me” you looked up at him into his soft and gentle eyes. “Youre so beautiful”

The words that usually made you smile, blush or feel butterflies now made your eyes teary and throat dryer. Your slight smile turned into a downward one and your lips started shaking. Jungwons eyes widened a little and his hands came back onto their favourite place on your cheeks. “Yn… did i do something wrong?” The poor boy looked confused and concerned. You bursted into tears and hid your face in your hands. “I-i’m sorry honey are you okay?” He pulled you into his chest to hug you as he rubbed your back and head softly. “N-no you didn’t do anything wrong…” you mumbled against his soft hoodie. He just hugged you more tightly and placed you onto his lap.

After a while your eyes started drying a bit and you sniffled once before backing away from him to smile softly. Your nose was a little red and eyes were swollen. “Im sorry won.. i ruined the night” he tilted his head with furrowed brows and still wide eyes like a deer in headlights. “No no no you didn’t it’s good that you’re here. You’re safe and you can cry. I’m here” his hands were resting on your waist and they connected together behind your back. “Do you want to talk about it or just cuddles?” He pouted at you and watched as you wiped some tears into your sleeves. “I-It’s just that… I can’t stand my job right now. My manager is a pain in the ass and i’m just ruining everything. I was so bad during our last comeback and i dragged you into this solo album dating rumour mess and- and i ruined your life too and i’m such an idiot and on top of that-“ you felt yourself being pulled into a hug again. “Yn… you are the sweetest most precious soul and I hate to think that you’ve been feeling like this because you deserve nothing but happiness and love. You haven’t ruined anything and you’re one of the most professional idols i know. You have nothing to worry about baby. Tell me, what would ease your mind right now?” He pulled away from the hug and kissed your forehead tilting his head after. “I.. i think some kisses and hugs.. and my fav movie.” You smiled through the teary eyes, red and puffed up eyes. “Anything my princess wants” he kissed your lips softly and scooted onto the back of his bed with you in his lap, letting his back hit the wall. “Make urself comfy and i’ll find the movie on my laptop” you cozied yourself on his chest and he placed a pillow on your thighs and the laptop on top of the pillow.

He was the sweetest man. His cologne wafting through the air was making you even more comfortable. When the theme song of the movie started playing your boyfriend started playing with your hair and running his hands through it.

In the middle of the movie jungwon thought he was hallucinating because of the small sound he heard. He looked over your shoulder as much as he could and then he heard the sound again— soft snores coming out of your mouth. Aw she’s so cute.. he adored you so much.. he took a 0.5 picture of you and laughed a little at it before thinking his possibilities through. A) wake you up and get you mad, B) let you sleep but you’d get mad because you’re late, C) let you sleep here the night but get you fired.

“Sweetie..?” He shook you softly and as you started opening your eyes softly he lifted you up onto his lap by your armpits. “Did u sleep well?” He smiled as he kissed your neck softly and pressed his face against the side of yours. You slightly blushed and felt embarrassed and annoyed that you had fallen asleep but you’d rarely gotten any sleep these days. “I’m sorry wonie… i-” a yawn interrupted your sentence and Jungwon chuckled at you. “I was so comfortable there… what time is it?” You turned to your boyfriend now. “It’s uhh… 22:28pm” he checked his phone before focusing all his attention back to you. “22:28pm?! Oh no i have to go home” you pouted and leaned in to hug him tightly.

“It’s okay sweetie we see each other almost daily” he laughed at the way you started clinging onto him suddenly. “You feel a little cold.. wait there..” he left the bed leaving you to lay on your stomach hugging the pillow in disappointment. “Here you go” you got up to sit on his bed until your eyes focused onto your favourite hoodie of his. Suddenly jungwon was dressing the hoodie on you. “I want you to stay warm” he smirked like always when he has something in his mind. “Jungwon… you just like seeing me in your clothes, right?” You laughed with a disappointed expression. “So what you’re cute with my oversized clothes” he shrugged and lifted you to stand up and hug him. “You like wearing my clothes too hm?” He rested his chin on top of your head and swung you two back and forth again. He loves giving these kind of hugs oml. “Yeah they’re comfy and smell like you” your hands rested on his lower back and you tried pulling away and pouted “jungwon i really need to go..”

“Okay.. just text me that you get home safely, mmkay?” He patted your head as you stopped hugging. “Yes okay… bye wonie.. i love you” he smiled as you left his room while rubbing your eyes with your hands in fists. “Love you too ynnie”

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[katyawriteswhump]

Power of love, part 18

Sorry it’s been a while... possibly should be longer :P I hate leaving a story unfinished, tho'… so I’ll do my best ;)

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Eddie POV

“Eddie! Wake up! I can’t lose you again! I can’t!”

Dustin’s pleas bleed into Eddie’s consciousness. He gasps himself awake. Dustin kneels beside him and suddenly screams: “Eddieeee! Thank God!”

Eddie snatches another shuddering breath. “Dustin? Wh-what the—“

“Holy Shit!” Dustin buries his fingers in his hair, unsettling his baseball cap. “We were trying to break into the Starcourt base and get to you—rescue mission 2.0—then there was this epic boss-monster roar. We figured it was another Vecna-induced quake, then I picked up police chatter about a flood and… We just stumbled across you two! How did you wind up here?”

Um, pass? Eddie’s shivery and damp—damper than can be justified by the fat tear dripping from Dustin’s nose. Other than that, he’s plain confused. Why is he sprawled among scrubby bushes near the banks of Lover’s Lake?

Oh. Shit.

An avalanche—nope, a tsunami—of memories gush through him, dumping a shitload of unsettling debris in their wake. He was captured by O’Sullivan’s goons, and then…

“Steve!” Eddie sits bolt upright.

Steve lies a couple of feet away, slumped on his side. Robin is with him. She rolls him onto his back and grimaces at Dustin and Eddie, who’s so still processing.

“I can’t wake him,” she says. “Shit, shit, shit. What do we do?”

“Is he breathing?” Dustin shuffles over on his knees. 

“Yes… No. I don’t know.” Robin fluffs her hair. “He’s all limp and, uh, impressively clean. Not that that matters. I guess I’m so used to seeing him all messed up. How messed up is that? Oh God! Steve! Steve?”

She jostles him frantically. Eddie levels at her side. Steve looks peaceful in a bad way—eyes closed, creepily doll-like, his face waxy and wet hair plastered flat. And, yup, cleaner than he was. Though that was a pretty low standard to beat.

“Nancy should be here any minute,” Dustin says. “We have to get him to a hospital.”

Robin fumbles at Steve’s wrist. “I can’t find a pulse! I can’t… It’s not… He isn’t…”

She and Dustin share a terrible look, sending a shudder through Eddie’s veins. O’Sullivan murdered Steve. Granted, the subsequent supernatural tidal wave—and the arrival of an equally supernatural Steve to save Eddie from drowning with a kiss—was both cool and inappropriately hot. How Steve apparently opened a gate to another dimension and flushed the bad guys down that drain was mega MEGA cool.

Doesn’t mean that Steve is unmurdered.

Eddie’s brain starts racing madly, tho’ he isn’t flipping out. He should be. And yet… What was it Steve said? Each time he died, he came back a bit different.

You know what, Babe? Eddie presses tightly balled fists to his eyes. If I drowned last night, I reckon I’m different this time too.

Or maybe he’s simply himself again. More than he’s been since Crissy died. He’s the Dungeon Master. The dude who cackled demonically at the entire realm of forced conformity. Now HIS realm—the realm of fantasy and magic he conducts like a maestro—is real.

He squeezes himself between Robin and Steve, which is easier than it should be. She’s drowning in sobs. He slips a hand beneath Steve’s stupidly-heavy head. Steve no longer looks bruised from being hit, and there’s no sign of bleeding.

“What are you doing?” Dustin wrings at Eddie’s soggy shirt.

Robin paws him, too. “Stop it! You don’t know CPR. You make him sick.”

“Not any more.” He wiggles himself free. “Steve said I was part of this now—in healing me, I reckon he’s been passing on his magic juju. Or whatever. Last time we kissed, it went fiiiine, and I got a super-radical hunch I can bring him back.”

Robin was right about one thing, tho’. As Eddie closes in, it’s clear Steve isn’t breathing. 

You got this, Munson.

“C’mon Sleeping Beauty. Wakey, wakey.”

He steals a gentle kiss. Steve’s soft lips are not quite cool, which is reassuring. Eddie, meanwhile, feels his own heart beating in his mouth. He’s never been as thirsty in all his life as he is to have Steve kiss him back.

Stevie, I love you so, so much.

His lips begin to tingle. Then a crazy-ass electric spark throws him back an inch. Steve’s lashes seem to flutter. Or is he imagining it?

He huddles Steve against him: “Dammit, wake up! You’re not ditching me again, Harrington.” 

…

Steve POV

Steve would know Eddie’s kiss anywhere. It instantly wrenches him from…

…Where the heck am I, anyhow?

Might’ve been heaven, for all he knows. He’d been warm and safe and loved.  Now, he is stuck in that shitty in-between place again and he wants OUT.

He can’t see Eddie. All he can fathom is wet fog. Worse, Eddie’s kiss is frustratingly like being kissed in a dream—however hard he strains to feel, it’s toe-curlingly unsatisfying. It makes him bat-shit crazy-desperate to get back into his body, if just to thrust his tongue toward Eddie’s tonsils and do that curly-thingy that makes Eddie growl like a ravenous grizzly. Which in turn makes Steve totally hard and—

“You can stay with me now, Steve. You passed my gifts to you on to him. He has a warrior’s heart and can help her fight the darkness. They can protect our town together. Your work is done.”

“No way!” yells Steve, madder than ever. Freaky-ass fairy-water-god-spirit is a swirl in the mists, into which he kicks a spectral foot. “I need to go back, and I need MY powers, and I want to learn to control them and to be a ton more badass, and I need Eddie to have powers too, because… You listening, asshat?”

He doesn’t yell the next bit—We never even fucked! He’s damn sure his spirit-come-stalker hears it anyway. It’s kinda embarrassing, but not like he can stop himself thinking it.

“I love him!” fumes Steve. “He said he loved me too, and I genuinely don’t think he was shitting me. Do you realise how long I waited for this? Christ, and have you MET Vecna? O’Sullivan and his stormtroopers were My Little Ponies compared to that cuckoo son-of-bitch. Eleven is gonna need us BOTH!”

…

Eddie POV

“He’s breathing, right?” Robin whispers, as if saying it too loud might chase Steve away again. “Tell me I’m not imagining it.”

“Nooooo, you’re not imagining it.” Eddie’s cuddling Steve pretty tight, so he should know. Colour seeps back into Steve’s cheeks and his lips, too, which suddenly hitch into an unlikely sneer. Steve begins muttering restlessly.

“Babe? You awake? You hear me?” Eddie trembles with relief. “I’m here, Stevie. I’m right here.”

“Jesus,” murmurs Steve, “you’re worse than my father! I need to be there for Eddie, for Robin, for all of them. Like, hours ago! I can’t just quit looking out for them. I mean, not saying I’m Schwarzenegger or anything, and Eleven’s pretty handy when she’s got her powers. Nance has a decent aim with her sawn-off shotgun, but most of those numpties? They’re kinda helpless without me.”

“What’s he saying?” demands Dustin.

“Uuuuh… Not sure he’s talking to us.” Only about us. Eddie cuddles Steve closer than ever. He recalls that disembodied voice at the height of the flood. “GET OUT OF MY TOWN AND STAY AWAY FROM MY KIDS!” Meanwhile, Steve keeps muttering:

“This is such a bunch of bull! I mean, I know I’m technically an adult, but I say this is kidnap. My Dad might be a dick, but I bet he’ll sue your watery butt.”

Okay, so if Steve’s bitching at his water-fairy-guardian, is he back with Eddie or not?

“What’s going on? “ Nancy Wheeler’s unexpected voice breaks Eddie’s complete focus on Steve. “Oh my God! Is he..?”

“Chill.” Eddie conjures a goofy grin he doesn’t quite feel. All the same, the real Eddie Munson is back in business, totally metal, and flipping the bird in the face of goddamn death: “He’s gonna be fine, Nancy. He’s gonna be just fine.”

...

tags: @estrellami-1 @kal-ology @finntheehumaneater If anybody else would like to be tagged on this fic or any of my writing, please let me know :)

(also part of my steve whump fic series on AO3)

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[rjzimmerman]

Internet data centers are fueling drive to old power source: Coal. (Washington Post)

A helicopter hovers over the Gee family farm, the noisy rattle echoing inside their home in this rural part of West Virginia. It’s holding surveyors who are eyeing space for yet another power line next to the property — a line that will take electricity generated from coal plants in the state to address a drain on power driven by the world’s internet hub in Northern Virginia 35 miles away.

There, massive data centers with computers processing nearly 70 percent of global digital traffic are gobbling up electricity at a rate officials overseeing the power grid say is unsustainable unless two things happen: Several hundred miles of new transmission lines must be built, slicing through neighborhoods and farms in Virginia and three neighboring states. And antiquated coal-powered electricity plants that had been scheduled to go offline will need to keep running to fuel the increasing need for more power, undermining clean energy goals.

“It’s not right,” said Mary Gee, whose property already abuts two power lines that serve as conduits for electricity flowing towardthe biggest concentration of data centers — in Loudoun County, home to what’s known as Data Center Alley.“These power lines? They’re not for me and my family. I didn’t vote on this. And the data centers? That’s not in West Virginia. That’s a whole different state.”

The $5.2 billion effort has fueled a backlash against data centers through the region, prompting officials in Virginia to begin studying the deeper impacts of an industry they’ve long cultivated for the hundreds of millions of dollars in tax revenue it brings to their communities.

Critics say it will force residents near the coal plants to continue living with toxic pollution, ironically to help a state — Virginia — that has fully embraced clean energy. And utility ratepayers in the affected areas will be forced to pay for the plan in the form of higher bills, those critics say.

But PJM Interconnection, the regional grid operator, says the plan is necessary to maintain grid reliability amid a wave of fossil fuel plant closures in recent years, prompted by the nation’s transition to cleaner power.

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[nijigasakilove]

Can’t get over how much Lynne reminds me of Menou and also Eydis from the SAO game verse! Think this is the second best episode so far, Gilbert’s backstory and sparring match with Noor was cool and Lynne pleading with Noor to become his page was adorable. Keep it up Lynne!

*Gilbert going all out to try and land a blow on Noor* Noor: “hey can you stop holding back 😭” man I need to see Noor and Ike from Shinmaiossan have a match. The internal monologues they’d both have would be gold.

Gotta be careful what you wish for because Gilbert wanted an opponent who could test him and make his life exciting again and Noor is definitely that.

Can’t get over Noor using the legendary sword as a damn drain cleaner lmao. Imagining himself using it for everything BUT fighting.

Lynne’s divine slash looks a lot like artoria’s Excalibur. Damn with how strong she is, she don’t even need to be a page. I guess the restrainer that they mentioned putting on her last episode is what messed her up against the Minotaur? Because she certainly should’ve been able to beat it

Understandable that she’d want to learn from Noor. He doesn’t get it yet but the heights he’s pushed his body and abilities to with no magical pedigree or formal training is insane. Even Oken’s finger flame spell wasn’t anywhere near his.. I wonder how long he’ll be able to “parry” Lynne before giving in and teaching her some skills.

Good ep

[coldwind-shiningstars]

Gem times her crit perfectly.

Etho's body stiffens, topples, and then fades out, his severed head rolling towards Gem's feet. She can hear him 100 blocks away, climbing out of the spawn bed they'd set up, and she sends a grin over his way.

Then she bends to pick up his head.

It's like all the others. Severed neatly at the neck, a cleaner cut than any blade could manage, and cauterized perfectly. Etho's eyes are as wide with surprise as they were when she landed the hit.

She has an ice block in her shulker box for just this moment.

“Thanks!” she chirps. “That's all I need for now, I'll let you go.”

“You're too kind,” Etho says, fake-emotional. “Not chasing me, when I run away screaming… you'll let me go…”

“I was being polite!” Gem cries. “It's what you say on the phone! When someone's busy!”

Etho ignores her. “It's more than I could have hoped!” 

She chases him off with her sword. 

Then she returns to her box of heads.

Hermitcraft, despite the head drop, is gentler than Secret Life. There are no bodies left if you don't or can't respawn, no sprays of blood, no spines to sell. Even the velvet on her antlers doesn't bleed when she sheds it each year.

You still have to embalm the heads yourself, though. It's not interested in making things easy. They're just clean.

She slips the box into her inventory and heads down to her Heads Dungeon. It's already pretty full, and she has a bunch of Etho heads already, but even though the season is ending soon she wants to embalm it. She can set up armor stands for the ones she got from the ice race while she's at it.

She pulls out her tools.

Etho heads are harder to embalm than most others, because she doesn't remove his mask. She only killed him, she's not rude. So she works around it; cleaning his skin, finding the external jugular, slicing into it, and draining it of blood, replacing his eyes with glass. The eyes and blood despawn immediately; she doesn't bother draining into anything. They don't even stick to her hands.

On Secret Life, she had found out that drying blood itched. She'd picked it out from under her nails and made her cuticles bleed.

She switches tools and pushes preservative potion through Etho’s circulatory system. Early on, she'd kept pushing too fast and blowing smaller veins, leaving little bruises not of blood but of shimmery potion, but she's good at this now. It's like anything; practice makes perfect.

She stitches the incision closed. The thread she uses is clear; the scar left barely visible.

On Secret Life, nobody dropped heads. But upon final death the body doesn't despawn. She'd never seen a whole dead body before. Impulse, sprawled on the stairs. Scott, draining blood into the mossy cobble near the Secret Keeper, blood that could be absorbed instead of disappearing into code.

Even if she'd had more time, there was no potion crafting. She'd have to hope that the Secret Keeper would drop preservatives and a trochar. Gem doesn't like relying on chance.

She places Etho's head on the shelf where she keeps all her other Etho heads, and pulls her wooden sword out of her inventory, running a fingernail along the rough pommel. A splinter catches on her fingertip.

Gem has Pearl’s head already, but maybe she'll agree to another PVP match. You can never have too many heads of your friends.

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[thessalian]

Thess vs MCM Comic Con, Day 1

Well, first of all was yesterday, with Marion (one of my D&D players) arriving in London. She settled in nicely, I sat her down in front of Honour Among Thieves and Nimona, and the first few episodes of The Sandman, and we did some basic prep for the upcoming con. Only down sides involved the kitchen sink, which decided to back up on us. That still hasn't been entirely fixed but I'm working on it in stages.

This morning, we got up and headed for the convention, which ironically went a lot easier for me than for Marion - first she forgot to get her ticket verified at the same time as I was getting mine, and then she offered him the wrong confirmation email (she went to a smaller con here a few weeks ago). But we got it sorted out and headed in to see the things.

Good news is that they learned their lesson from the 2018 Critical Role panel and will be streaming it to every stage in the building. Bad news is that they underestimated the popularity of Baldur's Gate 3 and we couldn't even get near the queue for their panel. Apparently they're doing another one tomorrow but honestly, we might not bother. The stream's bound to end up on YouTube at some point anyway.

We wandered. I bought a set of dice (Scanlan-themed, mostly because I like purple), and picked up a lot of business cards. There's some neat stuff that I'll go over when there's not someone trying to sleep in the next room. I also threw axes because ... why not? Apparently my form was perfect and I would have done better than three out of eight if I'd put a bit more power behind my throws. Honestly, given the fibromyalgia, I'm surprised I did as well as I did. There are pictures - another one for later.

Then we went home via the big Sainsbury's, and I picked up drain cleaner (which has not really helped) and eventually put some dinner together. More Sandman and various other bits of fun.

Tomorrow is autograph and picture day. That's mainly what we're both there for, but we're happy to see a few panels if the mood takes us. Having to be a little careful about the spending this time around, though, because apparently my overtime pay has not gone through. Again. So I'm going to have to email Scruffman about that. But being on a budget isn't so bad. Although oddly, one of the three purchases I made today wasn't at the con at all. There was a bin of Squishmallows at the big Sainsbury's and while most of them were green dragons, there was one purple manatee. All by itself. Purple. Manatee. Squishmallow. It was like it was put there just for me.

Right. I'mma go crash. Tomorrow's a big day and I should be well-rested for it.

[buffynpcs-cursed]

WHO: Laurie Lewis and Kaya Canowicakte WHEN: 2nd of June, 1989’ (Friday Night) WHERE: A Storm Drain (Outskirts of Salem). TYPE: Closed

With Laurie manning the carnival for another night—sorry Laurie, he really had to catch on to the fact that all the straws she had cut up in her hand were the dreaded short ones—it left Kaya manning one of the phones in Essex County's Sheriff's department. The night was, well, she refused to say it or even think it, because the moment she did, she knew—ring, ring. Damn. Curses. "Essex County Sheriff's department, Kaya Conow—" She was cut off. The frantic voice of her caller made it hard to get a word in edgewise. "Ma'am, you're going to need to calm down. What did you say you found?" She paused. A body? Around here? Had to be some druggie from New York, surely. Though, what had he been doing so far north? "We'll be right over. Don't let anyone come near if you can." She hated leaving the public to protect a crime scene; they were always so touchy, so curious.

Knowing she wouldn't be allowed to investigate a crime scene alone, she left her desk and dipped her head into her uncle's office. "I just got a call from out near Rosie Atwell's place. Apparently, she's come across a body in the storm drain. It's probably just a drug addict from New York who overdosed, but do you want me to bring Laurie?" She watched as he acknowledged her and her request with a wave of his hand and an unspoken reminder to tread carefully when entering the reserve if she decided to cut across it to save ten minutes. She wouldn't, but she knew.

After checking her gun, she hopped into her car and radioed Laurie, "Enough corn dogs for you, pudgy. We've got a body rotting in a storm drain twenty miles north of the carnival. Let's go and confirm it's another lost druggie from New York so you can get back to cleaning vomit off those shiny boots of yours." Yes, she'd heard all about that incident the other night. "I'm leaving now. I'll meet you there in twenty."

With the car's radio playing the latest call-in request to Stevie Wayne, Kaya shifted her car into gear and turned the dark roads yellow with her headlights. What a way to end her Friday night. Nothing like latex gloves, a rotting corpse, and the possibility of a few rats to kick her weekend off. Well, at least she had Pizza Planet on speed dial back at her trailer.

Pulling up at the scene, Kaya let the sound of latex hitting her skin with a snap join in sync with the rain that had decided now would be the perfect time to fall. At least the body was somewhat covered in that storm drain below the bridge she'd pulled up on. She looked up, connecting eyes with Laurie, who'd arrived first. "So what have we got here? Another one?" She'd thought New York was supposed to get better this year… cleaner… well, call the mayor again, because this was her third overdose in two months.