56 Results with the "Drama" genre
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Andrew’s fingers went numb, clutching the cold can in its brown-paper sleeve. Without warning, hands surrounded his narrow waist, yanking him into the alley. A mouth pressed to his lips as his back collided with the rough brick. He grasped the beer can tightly and swung out, striking Niko in the chest. “What the fuck are you doing?” he screamed. Niko stood there with widened eyes and flushed skin. “Never grab me like that,” he yelled. Niko moved to the opposite wall, more…-
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XXIX: Nucum Messis
Long before the human curse, a colossal vent erupted, flooding the vast icy landscape with its molten blood. The searing ooze cooled and, with time, became the blackest, most fertile soil. A cauldron valley is all that remains of Vulcan's fiery child, its majestic crown now a half-moon stretch of peaks that cast shadows a mile wide. Dawn’s first light creeps over the range, its gentle warmth felt throughout the plantation. Southern winds soon follow, catching the village procession on their descent,…-
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It’s hard waking up when you’re hurt. Birds rattled over the whirl of passing cars, and the air stank of tilled corn and car exhaust. Cold grass tickled his bare feet, and while socks and clean underwear would make the moment tolerable, acquiring them meant popping open the Rabbit’s hatch. Andrew swallowed hard and willed his stomach to settle. Eyes trained on the trees, he opened the driver’s side door and let his memory find the steering wheel. Just a hand away was the hatchback…-
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The term historic hotel in the year of our lord Nineteen Ninety-Three clearly meant cracked paint and a spartan collection of Salvation Army furnishings. A twin mattress with a matching boxspring sat on a slightly larger wood frame, its sheets clean enough until he noticed stains on the pillowcases. The only window hid behind thick, dark blue panel curtains with an AC unit stuffed into its narrow bottom pocket. Someone had broken a portion of the unit’s hard plastic knob and jammed a pencil into its…-
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Another two days passed before Andrew willed himself out of bed. He needed a haircut but would wait for the golden waves feathering his ears to take over his neck before finding some scissors. He pulled on his audition attire, a white button-down shirt with short sleeves and black dockers. Violin case in hand, he stepped out of the room, determined to do something that didn’t involve closing his eyes and forgetting the world outside. The subway car proved a cool respite from the heat. Across…-
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The late morning sun burned away last night’s rain, turning the streets into a sauna. Despite the sticky air, both wore dungarees and white cotton shirts. Samil’s masculine visage and airy voice blended like sugar and water, and his thin goatee turned black in the shade of an occasional awning. “When did you get to NYC?” “The day before you hired me,” said Andrew. “Where you living?” “I got a room at St. Marks,” he noted his concern. “What?” “I heard that place…-
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Andrew celebrated his first month in New York with a jumbo cupcake, after Samil arrived at lunch to remind him that it was Friday. The portly young man stunk of Aramis, and his ears were spotless—ears were something Andrew sought on men since he loved having his ears touched and kissed when making out. Aftershocks of what brought him to this city blunted his sexual desires, and he hadn’t fully mourned that loss, thanks to meeting Sam. The cute chub didn’t arouse him, but his energetic…-
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Andrew woke beneath the noisy Grand Central Parkway, and for the first time in weeks, he’d napped lightly and without nightmares. After a long stretch, the 74th Street sign appeared, and a traffic marker on its pole revealed them in Queens. Radek turned on Hazen Street, where he and Samil quickly took out their wallets. There was no passing through the booth ahead without stopping, and the man behind its barred glass wasn’t there to exact a toll. Armed and wearing a uniform, his smooth jaw tensed…-
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The third building down from Coney Island Avenue loomed like a cold giant, its gray-brick façade adorned with multiple AC units jutting out like unpressed buttons. Standing among the Brighton numbers, the tenement was a typical six-story bracket styled in the least brutal Eastern European aesthetic. Toy trucks and sand pails littered its tiny courtyard, while the front door glass felt more industrial than residential. There was no real lobby, just a foot of white tiles flanked by built-in postal box…-
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Sash banned drugs for a reason. Drugs had poisoned Oleg Paraskevich’s mind and led the brooding Czech to give the police Nikola’s name before skipping out on bail. Niko served ninety days for fencing, which was not much of a sentence to an outsider, but being a foreign national, it left Niko with two strikes before deportation. It had taken Sash some time before he found Oly, holed up in a silver trailer near Double Trouble State Park in New Jersey. There, hidden from prying eyes in the pines,…-
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