Hey! I was wondering if you were going to continue writing?! I absolutely love your stories and the way you write! I really hope you continue DLS, Night Shift, and Bad Company, some of my favs of yours! Have a good one :)
Absolutely! Tbh I havent been these past couple months but I definitely plan to try and write while I’m off work next week—taking some much needed vacation time to sort out my mental health and burnout 😝😅
I can’t give any previews of NS or BC bc of big spoilers 😬 and I dont have enough written of the next DLS to share but I can say the next couple are inspired by songs Business-CATB and Bloodsport-Raleigh Ritchie to give an idea!
Buuut theres a multichapter I was working on before this pandemic bullshit got worse, requested by @yes-please101 and a sneak peek-as well as tags- are under the cut! Thanks so much for reaching out! I appreciate it 😁
Finn hated making girls cry.
Not that he made a habit of it—he reckoned he could count on one hand the number of times he did within his twenty-some years, most being from middle and high school romances gone wrong. After starting uni and growing up a bit, he had a clean slate...until now.
“Look,” he started delicately, the girl swiping at her eyes as she moved away from him and off the bed, “I'm really sorry—”
“Don't bother,” she snapped before retrieving her clothes from the floor. His hand ran over his face and he sat up slightly, resting on his elbows.
“It's not you,” he said sheepishly and she nodded sarcastically, the bundle of clothes held against her bare chest.
“Thanks for the reassurance,” she snarked and he watched as she shook her head and turned to the door.
“See ya laters, yeah?” he offered, grimacing as her middle finger raised toward him and she strode past Archie with his hand raised to knock in the doorway. He looked down at Finn, shirtless and spread eagled on the bed with his jeans still undone.
His head raised just enough to stare at Archie coldly.
“I havent gotten off in two fucking years, mate.”
“Has it really been that long?” Archie said, slightly dumbfound. His head tilted curiously, “Maybe youre gay…”
Finn stifled a laugh and rolled off the bed to a stand. He smirked at Archie and stepped in front of him.
“If I was, I wouldn't be having this little problem, eh?” Finn patted his cheek, moving to pinch it as Archie scoffed and pushed him away, suppressing a smile.
Izzy appeared behind him with a flash of red hair, one of her million watt smiles at the ready.
“House meeting, in the kitchen,” she trilled, nearly jumping up and down as she urged them to follow her.
“For what?” Finn griped, bending for his shirt. He'd barely tugged it on and stood before she was dragging them down the hall excitedly.
When they entered, Finn sat down at Izzy's push but got up and turned the kettle on. Archie dropped to the table beside Chloe and smiled, wiggling his brows at her as Chop clapped for their attention.
“We have an announcement,” He paused for suspense, Finn rolling his eyes as he took mugs from the cupboard.
“We're moving out!” the two crowed simultaneously but to their chagrin, the three barely reacted.
Archie nodded with a murmured, ‘sweet’ while Chloe beamed encouragingly before inspecting her nails. Their exuberance faded as Finn focused on setting the table, his response little more than a grunt. Izzy seemed to sink before putting her hands on her hips.
“You lot don't even care!”
Finn snorted, Archie giving her an exasperated look.
“Well, Iz, it's not really a surprise. You two all loved up—”
“For months,” Finn emphatically chimed in from his bent position in front of the fridge.
“It's disgusting,” Archie finished, shaking his head, “Y’need your own space.” He shrugged and continued, only half joking, “When can I rent the room out?”
“The house will be ready later this week,” Chop grumbled as he dropped to a chair, his lips pursed.
“We’re mostly packed,” Izzy assured prickly, her arms crossing.
At that Archie stood and forced her into a tight hug, his arms winding around her neck and not long after, the others joined in, forming a laughing mess of tangled limbs.
Rae ripped the bright pink eviction notice from the door, crumpling and shoving it in her bag. she struggled to unlock it, cursing as she finally entered the flat. She slammed the door behind her and leant against it, closing her eyes with a deep sigh. Rubbing at her temples, she shuffled to the kitchen and threw her bag onto the counter before taking her mail from it and thumbing through it quickly.
We regret to inform you your application has been denied—
“Blah blah blah,” she mumbled, tossing it aside.
Your account is past due, to avoid service interruption, please pay—
“Jesus,” she moaned lowly and pinched the bridge of her nose. She noticed the new message light blinking on her landline and pressed play, leaning over the counter with her hands clasped behind her head.
“Hey, it's me...I got the last of my shit out, left the keys on the counter… Liam trailed off and Rae looked up, frowning as she stared at the phone, “Y'know 'm sorry,” he apologized weakly before chuckling, “Maybe we’re too fucked up together.” Silence fell again and she could vaguely hear a voice in the background saying his name. “Right, talk laters then.”
The line clicked and Rae irritably wiped a tear away.
If you would like to save this message—
She bit her lip and quickly pressed ‘delete’ before going to the fridge for a much-needed beer.
She was surprised he’d called at all, given his penchant for avoiding conflict but he always loved having the last word. To be honest, she had planned on breaking it off soon anyway. She started looking at rentals and applying to jobs in hopes of moving out but he’d beat her to it.
If she’d known fucking a coworker would result in that, she would’ve done it months ago. With just her part time position at Town Records, finances were completely wrecked now. She drained half the beer in one pull, closing her eyes tight against frustrated tears.
The phone rang and her eyes opened, glaring as it continued. She considered ignoring it and going straight to bed but picked it up subconsciously.
“Hello,” she answered hesitantly, ready to yell if it was Liam's voice.
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