::Bart was in such a deep sleep, he was certain he didn't dream once the past night. But that was why it was so strange when he woke with a start and found himself gasping for air, felt his back and head burning. Dark green eyes -- his eyeliner had been smudged long ago the night before from laughing (he hadn't laughed that hard in ages) -- flew ( Read more... )

::As Hail snatched the bottle from him, Bart's face fell entirely. His jaw dropped slightly, his eyes widened and he couldn't think of a damn word to say for a good long moment. The color even looked as if it was drained from his face. A moment later and he reached out to try to grab the bottle back from her and missed completely. Yeah, he really ( Read more... )

::Bart had long ago abandoned the blue, flashing glow of his big screen TV upstairs for the sake of heading down into the lounging room. His house was so out of place in the city, but his family insisted that he live in it. At least when people passed by and saw the name Fatima on the mailbox, it wouldn't be a complete disgrace. Then again... ( Read more... )