Alan wanted to ask Imogen if the offer still stands. Could he just work at the cafe? He imagined himself with only tracks in life, if he stayed here, that was it. He would never leave, he'd never make it like Aaron, he'd just have a few kids and his...

She liked it. People teased her, but she liked it. Her friend Cindy and her discovered it. A long time ago, when they were twenty, or something, they traveled together, just them. Two girls, well two women, and they traveled through Europe. There they drank port in Porto, and stayed...

Jack finally turned on his phone. Notifications started raining in, he wanted them all to stop. He had taken out enough money to be fine for like another weeks. The texts mostly consisted of threats, questions about "what the fuck he thought he was doing?" or "Where the fuck are...

Alan was now at his limit, but Aaron ordered more coffee, and the girls shook their heads yes.

Imogen Howe made some comment about how she drinks so much coffee at the cafe that it doesn't effect her. Jack didn't buy that, saying there is no way caffeine doesn't affect...

They weren't the regular crowd, but the hostess was happy to see them. She called them beautiful, before the guys came in she asked if they had boyfriends, then told them to be careful. They just smiled. A few minutes after they sat down the boys came in, and after...

"Look who I found."

"Sup baby face, oh you a bit tired still. Haven't had your milk."

Aaron walked in putting a cup on the table. 

"Come on get ready we gotta meet them."

Alan checked his phone.

"Not for like another hour dude whats your deal?"

Aaron plopped down and started the TV. 

"Get...

The next morning Alan's mom woke up before the boys. They snored, and she crept around it was 7am. Her coffee machine was timed to start brewing thirty minutes before. She poured it into a thermos, and got into the car. She knew that only by the time she got...

The interior of the party store was bright. Rows of different chips, and candies sat perpendicular to a line of refrigerators, all brightly lit.  PBR ,  Miller Lite , and  bud light all sat next to each other, and the highbrow stuff a little further away. 

They circled around before...

"I like him"  Imogen Howe yelled in Alan's ear. The music loud enough that you couldn't have normal conversations. 

"He's nice, brings out a different side of you"

Alan wanted to say something like "Yeah, but you should seem him when he's drunk." 

But he didn't just smiled and danced. Nodding...

He’d surprise Aaron, just like the old days. Bust into the party. What’s up! He was halfway done with the tall boy. 

He played some pop playlist out of a small Bluetooth speaker. “Tonight’s gunna be a good night.” Played out of it. 

He laughed in his head, he hadn’t heard that...