Into Darkness: The Long Sleep
I spent the next eleven and a half years of my life unconscious. I do not remember my journey through space; I cannot speak of the wonders our ship beheld. Time existed in only the vaguest sense: I dreamt, and occasionally I would become aware of a...
A Little Crush, part 5
Harold was on my right, visibly and audibly uncomfortable, clearing his throat a couple times and making the gestures to begin speech, but found appropriate words only after some diligent thinking. "Well... I guess that answers that question." ...
A Little Crush, part 4
The pizza began to disappear as we stuffed ourselves. Most of us had two or three beers by this point, so the group was nicely buzzed. Once everyone had eaten their fill, Alistair began to clean up. I stood to help, but he placed a paw on my shoulder...
A Little Crush, part 3
The next several minutes of my life are sort of hazy, as I was hopelessly drunk on emotion. I stood in his foyer marveling at the affluence like an open-mouthed fish, dangling from his words as he answered the questions I formulated in my half-aware...
A Little Crush, part 8
A week passed before I saw any of the Barracudas again; it was by choice. Alistair and I did exchange a few texts. There were no confessions of love, just hellos and how-are-yous and hope-you-are-wells. I never responded to Victor's text; I didn't...
A Little Crush, part 6
To sum up, within a matter of weeks I had spoken to my crush, gotten to hang out with him, was invited to his house, shared food and drink, had lengthy conversation, seen one another's vulnerabilities, and even briefly held hands. Oh, and I got to...
A Little Crush, part 7
I heard Alistair's footfalls on the stairs. I jerked towards my clothing tossed across the room, and Victor tightened his grip on me in response. The tiger was almost twice my size and muscled to the teeth; there was no way I was overpowering him....