He got up. Laying in bed made him sick and he couldn't fall asleep. He was too drunk. Maybe the last three or four beers that done him in. Otherwise he would probably be sleeping right now. A shitty sleep, but at least some shuteye.

Aaron's snoring filled the otherwise quiet...

She struggled to be a good sister. She forced herself to send at least one text every two days. To be there for him.

"You're not trying to be there for him. You just want him to think that you're a good sis."

Her boyfriend, or whatever he actually was, could see...

When he typed the address into  Google Maps the destination turned out to be a place called The Three Kings Hotel. It was strange that the kid hadn't mentioned the name. Dave drove towards downtown, away from the university and the frat house he was staying at to deliver this...