too_many_umbrellas

a view of a twilight sky; a crescent moon is in the center of the purple to orange gradient sky and the silhouette of trees fill the lower third of the photo



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    To be honest, Steve's not handling things that well. Maybe he's a little jumpy, and maybe he hasn't slept well in a few weeks, but that's his own business. Nobody else's.

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    Following a couple of Very Bad Weeks™ (which may or may not have involved being kidnapped and mildly tortured), Jason decides the best way to cheer himself up is to break into the Manor for a 3 a.m. snack.

    Turns out he isn’t the only one awake.

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    25 Jul 2025

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    Quarry tile — the kind often found in commercial kitchens and food manufacturing plants — is dense, slip-resistant, easily cleaned, and effectively bulletproof.

    Jason doesn’t have his guns, which means this information is hardly relevant. Yet the thought that runs on a loop in Jason’s mind is the fact that he could not, cannot, brute force his way out of this space.

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    Jason's body holds onto the memories his mind doesn't keep. A brief stint in an unlit cell knocks them free.

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    25 Jul 2025

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    Sodapop Curtis comes home from Vietnam spitting, shining; the tarmac the plane floats on down to at Travis gleams grease-gold in the sun of early morning. The strap of his rucksack is cutting lines into the pink of his palm. He’s got another plane to catch back to Tulsa, back to Darry and Ponyboy, the lope of the sun splitting the street into strips of light. One year. He hadn’t let himself miss it, hardly.
    12 months.
    Steve’s been dead 2.

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    14 Jul 2025

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    This is my future, Darry thought, a cold lump in his throat. He fished his dad’s work boots from the closet. Found the worn gloves, pressed them to his nose and smelled leather and sweat. This was it, everything he was and could’ve been, reduced to the strength of his hands.

    “Darry,” Soda said, with unfathomable optimism coating his tongue. “We’re gonna be okay.”

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    The world ends on a Tulsa train track. Darry’s life does not. (OR: Five times Darry makes Soda cry, and one time Soda makes Darry cry.)

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    13 Jul 2025