The mighty 4!
My honourable friends,
our fourth prompt post!
That's right, number FOUR.
Like the nucleobases, the fundamental forces of physics and the horsemen of the apocalypse.
Like the number of seasons, the number of letters in most swear words and the number of boxes each tetris shape is made of.
In this spirit, here are four things to keep in mind:
1) The ( Read more... )
our fourth prompt post!
That's right, number FOUR.
Like the nucleobases, the fundamental forces of physics and the horsemen of the apocalypse.
Like the number of seasons, the number of letters in most swear words and the number of boxes each tetris shape is made of.
In this spirit, here are four things to keep in mind:
1) The ( Read more... )
"Hurts, doesn't it?" he heard George hiss into his ears. "And worse than the pain is the helplessness. Not being able to fight back, not being able to do anything about your situation at all, just having to stand there and take it."
Nick didn't answer.
"And you know what would be worse? If I did this to you every day. And no matter how much you'd try to escape, I'd be there to catch you. If I'd mock you and taunt you. If I pulled down your pants first and made you stand there helpless and exposed. If I pressed dirt in your face and made you eat it."
Nick felt George let go of his arm. He let out a cry as the motion of twisting his arm back send a fresh wave of pain through his shoulder. He almost fell forward but George grabbed his upper arm before he could fall and twisted him around so that they faced eachother. Nick thought he saw a hint of wateriness in George's eyes.
"I changed my name for a reason.Don't ever call me Gids. Don't make me goddamn remember all that."
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I wanna give him hugs and chocolate coins o3o
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