Plastic Stars in Our Private Galaxy
I mean, going to clubs and concerts and having sex contests with coyotes you were half-dating didn't make you immune to falling into ruts, right?
Hero, Chapter 7
And fuck this fucking contest." hiro answered. his voice was dead and flat. tavoro let him go. shaking his horned head, he returned to platinum to run damage control. \* hiro didn't go home at first.
Where The Heart Is Pt2
At best, it ended up feeling like a fucking contest. with donnie... he wasn't gentle- that was the wrong word, too soft to describe the hungry, sucking pull of his mouth.
The Winter Wasteland: Caravan
"no fucking contest. i'd rather keep living out here in the irradiated boonies than go back to a vault. _way_ too boring being cooped up in a giant metal container. out here, it's _never_ dull, and i'm learning something new everyday."
The Boneheap, Part 2: Night and Day
Well, what kind of a fucking contest is it anyway? i get points, but every time something happens to me, you're the one who's winning! how about all those times i beat you last night? defied your fucking curse?