Feb 2
BULLETPROOF, DOOMED – CARMRICH
“What if I asked you to kiss me?” Carmy said it so fast he stumbled over it. “Uh. Is that fucked up?”
Richie was quiet for twenty long seconds, staring wide-eyed at the carpet in Carmy's bedroom.
“Yeah,” he said slowly, “but just ‘cause I'm me and you're you. Not ‘cause you're fucked up.”
E, underage, bullying, vomiting, canonical recreational drug use, mildly dubious consent, Carmy POV. 10k words
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