Mitch stashed his debit card back into his wallet after Jodie loudly declared “your money’s no good here!” in the checkout line at the grocery store. “I’m his sugar daddy,” she stated matter-of-factly to the cashier, who laughed in response. “Don’t humor her,” Mitch warily advised as he gathered up as many plastic bags as…
THE DARK LORD
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Chapter 2.5
A soft knock came from behind Mitch, which pulled him out of his head. He turned towards the origin of the sound and did a quick doubletake. In the doorway stood a handsome man that was about as broad as the space he occupied, bespectacled and with a neat beard. His shirt was a size…
Chapter 2.4
Monument Wrestling Academy was barely located in Monument itself, straddling the border of the neighboring city of Wickburg. Formerly warehouse on the Nashua River, it sat nestled in a quiet, unassuming industrial park, which was zoned for almost everything that didn’t involve things like construction or blasting. When they scouted for the location, Jodie and…
Chapter 2.3
The soft glow of morning light illuminated the edges of the curtains, and Mitch was still awake. He found that he wasn’t even tired, just numb in mind, body, and soul. Maybe he’d be OK. Maybe he already accepted this foregone conclusion so long ago that now that the shockwaves passed, he’d take some time…
Chapter 2.2
Once Spice World ended, another movie followed, and then another. Not even 15 minutes in to their latest viewing, Jodie failed to suppress her yawns. “Hey, go to sleep,” Mitch nudged her. “’M fine,” Jodie swatted at him, and sunk further into the mattress. “Besides, it’s been forever since we’ve hung out like this.” “Yeah,…
Chapter 2.1
“He’s such an asshole!” Jodie declared between mouthfuls of fried rice. They sprawled out on top of her floral duvet and watched Spice World while eating, but the volume was lowered each time that she ranted. “He’s on the top three list of biggest assholes I know.” “Who’s in the number one spot?” Mitch poked…
LAGOON GOON
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Chapter 1.7
Calvin didn’t get in touch until the evening. Before then, Mitch spent his day fretting, napping, and aimlessly scrolling on social media platforms. At one point, he painstakingly got undressed and showered, sometimes poking at the tender areas out of curiosity; it came as no surprise that they still hurt. The most exciting moment occurred…
Chapter 1.6
Even with the assistance of a shitton of weed, sleep did not come easy for Mitch. Had he not been entombed in pillows, he would have retrieved his phone to alleviate the boredom. Being alone with his thoughts sharpened his anxiety to a fine point, and that caused his mind to veer into sketchy territory….