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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    A quick burst of hot air over her temple that he played off as him adjusting in the booth, “Left is water, right a cherry vodka sour. Which is it, Day?”

    Kevin sucked her cheeks in and stared at her options. Andrew watched her reach for the vodka but only to fish a cherry out of the glass. She sucked the stem clean before dropping it in Andrew's own empty water cup. “Don’t fuck up my hair tonight.”

    And they settled in like nothing ever happened.

    Or Kevin and Andrew fuck in the club bathroom.

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    04 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 1

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    02 Apr 2026

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    Kevin Day is sixteen with eyes too human, a gift no one should ever have, and blood Andrew thinks would spill out black over the snow outside. He is standing in the school hallway with a dead boy at his feet, and he is going to die by Andrew Minyard’s hands.

    He must. He will.

    Kevin Day, singer of bodies. Harbringer of death.

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    12 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    “Is the pressure okay?” Aaron managed to ask, his voice sounding thinner than he liked.
    “Yeah,” Kevin’s voice was a low vibration that Aaron felt through his palms. “Don't stop.”
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    Aaron is the head physiotherapist for the Chicago hockey team, and Kevin is the star player who keeps coming to him with a never-ending string of vague aches.

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    18 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    “I can smell the migraine festering,” Andrew nods to the bottle, nonchalant. “Take them and go lay down.”

    Smell? Kevin squints at Andrew. He feels tired, sure, but not the level an oncoming migraine tends to give. “What do you mean you can smell it?”

    “It smells like acid and sulfur. You reeked on the way up here.”

    What starts as a holiday retreat to the mountains quickly turns into something else.

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    23 Dec 2025