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And in perfect, stupid contrast, Roger was just following. He wasn't looking around, and he wasn't really dodging people so much as shouldering them carelessly. There wasn't a lot of room with all the bodies around, and it was shove or be shoved, in Roger's mind ( Read more... )

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"I... Umm..." Eventually he settled for an uncertain nod, ignoring the small amount of better judgement he possesed.Brian was never wrong. "Good answer," he whispered, grabbing Alex's hand and leading him away from the crowd in the Hub, heading for the compound. "We'll go to my room." His room, with the expensive king size ( Read more... )

Camping wasn't really Brian's thing. He liked high threadcount sheets, hot showers, food that wasn't eaten out of a can. Sleeping on the ground tended to make him cranky, at the least ( Read more... )

Guy was sitting on the Compound roof. It had started as just a place for a quiet read and have a sip of wine. He did that a lot these days. Not as much for the quiet, but because talking to people here reminded him only of being stuck here. He was quite tired of that ( Read more... )

The bookshelf had been taunting him with visions of Armani, Prada, catalogues and GQ magazines. And Brian, sadly, had been eating it up. If he couldn't have his labels, he could at least lust after them ( Read more... )

Brian was fine with Mikey disappearing. Oh yeah. After his initial anger had faded, he'd gone back into the compound, calmly helped himself to something to eat (he hadn't bothered trying to find alcohol, it was probably already pretty picked over by then), and went down to his room. He'd started the day with weed, but that wasn't going to be enough ( Read more... )

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All Orpheus had to do, it seemed, was respond to the virtual attack he was under and which he was enjoying more than he'd thought he would. It was impossible not to like the way this man wanted. He knew it was a selfish want, could sense it in the other, but it was want and it was something he shared. Forgetting in pleasure ( Read more... )

After Friday night Brian had decided skipping Babylon on Saturday was a good idea. He really hadn't wanted to bail Guy out again. Of course, that didn't mean it hadn't been another night of drinking and drugs, it had just taken place in the relative safety of the loft ( Read more... )

Babylon ( Read more... )

It took nearly a full minute for Brian to realize he wasn't in the compound anymore. The bed was the same, after all, and he was still half asleep as he swung his legs out of it, the light streaming in through the windows making him squint ( Read more... )