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The fifth issue of THE FR8 MAGAZINE contains the most pages of all issues, which is as many as 128 pages with a few hundred pieces on freights from Germany, Russia, Poland and many more countries.
Game on || Haylee & Kadym
Haylee walked towards her room in the sorority house, when she remembered that she was probably late for whatever Kadym had in mind for the night. She opened the door to her room and scanned the very well organized shelves and most importantly her closet. She always went to Claire for some fashion advice, she dresses weren't really her thing. Now that Claire was gone, even though not permanently, Haylee missed their talks. She sighed softly and fell upon the bed, closing her eyes and groaning to the fact that she probably had nothing to wear. With a slight eyeroll she got up and opened up her closet, picking out the one dress she had never worn anywhere yet.
The girl got dressed pretty quickly, even though she wasn't really in a mood for it. She let down her hair and ran her slender fingers through the light brown curls that gently fell upon her shoulders. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she took her phone from the top shelf and sent the guy a message, " Where are you? "
Kadyn|| Open|| Oncoming Storm
Raindrops slid down the window pane. For several minutes Kadym glared at the window anticipating which droplet would reach the bottom first. This occupied him for a bit, but then he grew exceedingly antsy. He was desperate to get down to some chaos.
Kadym was an intense man that preferred everything to be to the extreme. When he drank he would down straight whiskey. When he would shower the water would be as hot as he could stand it. When he fucked he went at it till one of them could not walk. He was not one for moderation. On the other hand he often felt it necessary to broadcast an air of restraint and fastidiousness. Yet this was always merely a facade.
The young man's leg shook with excess energy as he sat there continuing to stare out of the window. Mildly frustrated he bit his bottom lip. The cogs of him mind proceeded to turn at a grievous pace. Decisively kadym stood. Scanning the room out of his peripherals he detected that there was indeed a toy within his grasp. Like a homing pigeon he aimed for its underbelly.
"You. Don't fucking act like you didn't hear me. Come here..."
Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck let you in?
Blakely||Kadym||Infiltration
Kadym was determined to become Blakey's good friend at least in her mind. He wanted to act as an anchor to for her to this world. As soon as she thought this place home he and Tommy would eviscerate her. He salivated at the thought of it. Yet that was a long way off, and he definitely had some ground work to lay before any of this plan could come to fruition. He had told her to meet him in the recreation room. Hopefully she'd come..they could talk become friendly. He could easily lay hints that Tommy "liked" her. After all she was just another stupid broad. A guy's affections were powerful to their little minds. Kadym wanted her to fall for Thomas. For the two men in her life to be him and tommy...for her to grow fond and look for them to support her. Then he would rip the carpet out from underneath her.
Kadym sat hitting a blunt, since the room was empty..On the t.v was an episode of Grey's Anatomy...that's a really pussy show Kadym figured, so he stared at the screen blankly hoping that it was still on when Blakely walked in. That way she might see him as a misunderstood sap she could fix..
Kadym|\Open
After snorting a small about of cocaine he just snuggled in for some potential new clients Kadym was wandering around the school. Though he was enjoying his high he was in a foul mood. Things with Piper were slow as were things with Blakely. Incorporating himself into their lives meant he had to pretend to give a fuck. It was starting to take a toil. The only truly fun thing he did all day yesterday was fuck with Carmen. He set it up where he had a bitch that would do just about anything he said..too easy. Marcy had disappeared, and Faye along with her. They were the only two girls in this joint he was genuinely interested in at the moment...expect maybe a slut named Bianca that could become his next cum rag. All in all Brookhaven had welcomed another batch of bullshitters. They all thought they were hard. All thought they had the world figured out. When in reality they were all fakers just like his Dad. No one saw the truth. No one gave a fuck about the truth. They were content living their little lives according to the rules. Stepping outside the boundaries only occasionally. Some even had the audacity to condemn him for some of his actions. These inauthentic fucks thought he was in the wrong. How dense could they be? He was the only one that saw the world for what it was.
Silently fuming to himself he let his high control his movements. From room to room he went not entirely deliberate. Almost subconsciously he was seeking out someone. Someone to entertain him. Some little plaything. For while the new residents were dull they were perfect to be his toys. IT was almost like Christmas for Kadym, so many new faces to fuck with. SO many new lives he could influence...SO many mother fucking strings to pull. His puppet...The next person to cross his path in this state was in for a hell of a ride.