The glitter storm moving in had brought with it strange dreams of tangled limbs and spooning with pilots that John would rather not have rattling around in his mind ( Read more... )

After getting nice and happily drunk in the sunshine out on the deck, John had found his way to class and gambled all afternoon. It was a trio of really nice events that left him sleepy and smelling of rum and suntan lotion ( Read more... )

( How they end up all musical... )

John woke up early and went for a run to try to calm his mind. His feet pounding against the pavement helped him push aside negative thoughts and focus on the positive. Like what Dawn had told him ( Read more... )

I know the fairest pain, but you, hold on for one more day...

It was bad enough that he had sucky 90s music stuck in his head, but it was far more painful that the lyrics were wrong. "For the last time, it's I KNOW THAT THERE IS PAIN! What the hell is fairest pain anyway?" John muttered, trying to drown out the song with real music ( Read more... )

Flying was cool. No technical terms or purple prose necessary. Cool summed it up for John. He'd taken Jaina flying on the mainland this morning to make up for the accidental viewing of Love Story Death Story last week. Well, that and he took any excuse he could find to fly ( Read more... )