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SH Chapter 28Valencia was enraptured. She sat, mind floating, in the front seat of the car, stealing a glance at Craig when no-one was looking.SH Chapter 28
The hair was the first thing you noticed, an establishment of spikes, a strong bold crest of the dominant leader in a pack. Sulphur coloured. Like the fiery tail of his little goatee. Moving downwards, his eyebrows knotted in concentration as he navigated the vehicle around the roads. The second major thing you'd notice was the glitter of metal. A piercing in each eyebrow, in each earlobe and one in the middle of the lip. A spine of rings going up the cartilage on his ears, an industrial on one ear,


SH Chapter 27Tom flinched.SH Chapter 27
The dabbing of antiseptic on cotton wool against his skin bit into him, coarsing tiny little stings where his graze was. He clutched onto Kumo (the bear always found a way of getting into his bag somehow), soft-biting on the bear's ear as the antiseptic worked it's horrible painful magic. Not one to keep quiet, he whimpered as Ivan gave the antiseptic a second coat. The phenol-esque smell of the medical room is almost turning into home, Louis thought. Has it really been only a few days since I was covered in blood and tears and Ivan walked in on me? How time flies.
Louis himself had already been chang


SH Chapter 26Craig was outside, stood by his car. He was trying to get a cigarette lit, waiting for Ivan to appear on the scene. Ivan had texted earlier about being a while, being held up by someone. Probably that Louis kid.SH Chapter 26
"Fuckin' cheap crap." he swore to himself, as he flicked his thumb on the lighter over and over again. And again. And again. One more try. Last try. Last chance. Oh for-
"Oh go to hell then you piece of crap!" Craig snapped. In a graceful arc of his arm the lighter went shooting through the air, before quickly smashing to pieces on the tarmac.
"God fucking damnit damn fucking damn."
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Hint: Kitty pens!
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