The day after Valentine's day, the bear had disappeared.

In its place was the monkeyJaye was actually THANKFUL at first. She had to think of LLOYD every time she looked at the stuffed bear, and think about what was going on with THAT. But the monkey was like neutral territory. "You're fucked up," it said. (Not LITERALLY. Nothing had spoken to ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

Dean wasn't experienced in throwing parties. The best he'd ever managed was getting three hunters in one place at a time, and that had taken the presence of not one, but three strippers. Dean didn't think that'd go over well for Shari's birthday, so it was fortunate that so many people had stepped up to give Shari a great birthday party ( Read more... )

In the early hours of the morning, the compound silent and still, Jason jolted awake, blinking at the darkened ceiling, his heart beating wildly in his chest. There was a dim light on in the bathroom, the sheets on his floor empty but rumpled, and Jason grunted, shifted onto his side, took a few deep breaths and forced himself to go back to sleep, ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

Lisey gets up, brushing off the snow that had stuck to her knees as she'd knelt to check the mulled wine and cider. The fire seems to be keeping it at a good temperature, and she's satisfied that they'll have enough hot drinks to warm up their guests after a few rounds on the frozen pool - that is, assuming that anybody turns out. But it's a lovely ( Read more... )

Lyla had never seen snow ( Read more... )

The facts were these that when it came to comfort foods after days of binge eating in the name of holiday spirit there was something quite satisfactory about the art of fried egg-coated toast. It was not exactly a gourmet food nor an exact delicacy or science, but it tasted good and Charlotte Charles had long ago decided that it was fun to make. ( Read more... )

After Isabel's disappearance, Tim goes and does what he does best: Gets really fall down drunk and passes out on his best friend's bed. That night, Jason isn't too amused to find his room occupied, but through all the bickering and physical assault, Jason's there for him the way only a best friend can be ( Read more... )