Chapter 6 YURI I usually put a lot more thought into things like this. A pro/con list wouldn’t be out of the question, or at least a few minutes to consider the possible ramifications and whether they would be worth it. But for the first time in my life,...
Chapter 5 YURI “Where the hell are all my underwear?” I mutter to myself, shoving my folded clothes to one side of the drawer, then the other, and finally taking them all out and unfolding them just so I can be sure that my underwear aren’t folded up inside my shirts or anything weird. ...
Chapter 13 YURI The Sand Bar is packed, as usual, and I’m hurrying back and forth between tables and the bar. It’s Bird’s night to man the bar while I handle the floor, which means dodging drunken groping and trying not to run into anyone with a whole tray of drinks....
Chapter 10 YURI “Holy shit,” I mutter, slumping forward dramatically onto the squeaky clean section of the bar top I just finished wiping down. My ears are still ringing even though the last customer stumbled out about twenty minutes ago. “Tell me about it,” Bird agrees,...
Chapter 4 YURI “The color is right.” Easy holds the glass up towards the light to inspect it, then brings it to his nose for a sniff. “It smells okay too.” “Are you going to drink it?” I ask. “I’m getting to that,” he assures me....