This was originally so much shorter. Okay, originally, originally, it was completely different. It was originally set much later and under different circumstance, but since I elected to pretend Tristan’s death did not happen, I had to rework it. Then I posted the rework and it was more of a little snippet than anything else and didn't really ( Read more... )

December 10th, 2014

Kaitlynn Winston could be a messy drunk. It wasn’t one of her finer personality traits, but she dealt with it by only having a glass of wine periodically, and only really getting drunk once a year. She stayed away from the apartment on these nights. There was an unspoken agreement that she would return the next night, and any ( Read more... )

2007

"New haircut--what do you think?" Adam carded his fingers through his hair and shook it out with pride. Adam's typical shag was replaced with a neater look, shaved on the sides, the loose curls concentrated toward the top of his skull. It spilled over his forehead, and Adam shook his head again to free his vision.

"You look like a douchebag," ( Read more... )

Adam was trying to be an adult about this.

Was he though? Did being an adult mean that as long as his sister was happy, he would be better off keeping his mouth shut? As far as he could tell, she was happy. Well, happier. As happy as one can be surviving on a non-consecutive four hours of sleep a night. But that wasn’t related to the situation at ( Read more... )

March 5th, 2015

"Are you listening to me?" Kaitlynn demanded, waving a hand in front of Adam's face before resting her elbow on the counter in front of her, hand outstretched. "I need more sugar."

Adam dragged his gaze over to her and shook his head. "No, you're cut off." Tristan lightly patted her hand in silent agreement until she brought it ( Read more... )