"Does anyone make real shit anymore?" 

The speaker blasted Kanye, and there was a mass of men congregating near a table. They were playing beer pong. The sound of a ball plunking into the water was heard followed by cheering and excitement. 

It was Johnny's first college party. He didn't...

Before medical school Johnny had never worked. Before he was a doctor he had never worked. It was always studying which was nice. Sometimes he would catch himself wanting to go back. Those days were the good days he'd say to himself. 

He liked all the care there was. His...

She was outside his apartment now. The door had a small window in it so she could see it was just the first door. Then stairs then his place. She was looking through her phone now, he never texted her the number of his place. 

There were four other apartments...

Out now, the sun felt brighter, she didn't have sun glasses nor really ever wore the ones she did have. The Jim Bean was heavy in the bag. Heavier than her purse a small bag slunk over her right shoulder across her body. She walked a few steps than regretted...

Before he started working at the hospital he wouldn't clean like this ever. He sort of drifted into just using different clothes until they were un bearable. Sometimes he'd take stuff out of the dirty pile. He'd get into the habit of just using one plate. It was efficient he...

He scanned the house, it looked normal. He had about, 10 minutes, at least according to his watching, 8 minutes according to the clock on the wall. 

He always kept that one a little fast. He liked to think that it helped him be on time. Was McKayla normally on...

Life was good with the friend. Except he wasn't happy. It had been 4 years of schooling, then 5 more years, and finally another two or three. At this point he was just in it for the pay check but that never came. 

Or at least not yet. But it...

She stopped. To her right was a store front window. Closed during the day it looked like some sort of bar. She saw herself in the reflection her beanie she took off for two seconds, and then slammed it back down, her hair messed up from sleeping and probably wearing...

There were other people at the airport McKayla liked watching. Not in a weird way just she liked imaging what they would be doing if they weren't here. 

Some couples staked out whole areas glaring at anyone who came near. She wondered how they were alone. Probably just watched TV....

Her gate wasn't released yet, but she knew.  Chicago was always gate 6. It didn't matter much besides there weren't many gates. Ten in total, but most of the time only 6 work. 

They were supposed to board in an hour. People kept going up to the desk to ask...