When Tyrone woke up, the TV still ran old cartoons; thus, he picked up the remote and clicked it off. It wasn’t like he contributed to the light bill, so better to avoid exacerbating the argument that would follow on that front. The remote switched places in his hand with his mobile, where he saw several missed calls from his father. Dealing with him was something he had no desire to rush, so instead, he opened Instagram...

Another day destined to fulfill nothing of real use or value. At least, that’s how Tyrone felt. Being an unemployed couch potato wasn’t easy with all of the television choices and marijuana at your disposal, but someone had to do it. What he would’ve preferred not to do was be his step-sister’s keeper, but according to his dad, she had a brighter future ahead of her and should be protected at all costs. Pops may have not...

“Rachel, we’re going to be late.” He spoke as evenly as he could, but Rachel could still sense the tension in his voice even with her eyes glued to the screen. Bertie could be such a stickler for punctuality. He stood in front of the door to their apartment, swaying slightly in his shoes. “I’m going to be another minute,” she responded, her focus still confined to the laptop in front of her. Unlike her boyfriend, Rachel w...

The clicking and creaking of the front door triggered a heavy sigh for a showering Tiana James. Elation that once filled her resultant of those sounds had long left town, unsure when or if it would ever return. “Keenan,” she sounded her voice with a firm but flat tone. No response. When he entered the bathroom, she tugged the shower curtain across, exposing her soapy, voluptuous frame. “Would it have killed you to respond...

We’ve been friends for years, hanging out most weeks and talking most days whether that’s messaging or phone calls. We’ve been on group holidays but this is the first just us; I’m packing my things, making sure to add a few risqué bits. I’ve liked you for too long but never acted on my feelings, I always try to hide them despite what our friends say. This will be the first holiday just us on our own, our friends couldn’t...

Today’s been a shit day; we’ve been arguing over everything, small things and big things. I hate arguing with you, but we bring it upon ourselves. We never back down as we’re both stubborn, you more than me. But we’re never able to just leave things. The last argument was your final straw, you got up grabbed your keys and drove off. I’m sitting here shocked, in the year and a half we’ve been together you’ve never done thi...

“How bad is it?” The questioned lowered her sun-glasses and exposed cherry-red corneas. “Oooh, that looks bad.” “That motherfucker…” “Hey, he probably didn’t do it on purpose, right?” “I told him to drop it on my tits…” “You assumed he was a dropper when he’s obviously a sprayer. That was your first mistake.” “Fuck him.” “Don’t be so hard on him.” “Why the fuck not?” “He was excited, and you’re a looker, Maria.” “Whatever...

“Is it c-o-m-e or c-u-m?” “I’m old-school, so I go with the first one, but nowadays? Probably don’t matter that much.” “I feel like c-u-m is too nasty, but c-o-m-e sounds too fucking polite. Know what I mean?” “Does it matter? Both mean yer shooting a wad, right?” “I mean, yeah, but you still wanna get it right, ya know?” “Right? Hey, fuck that. And why you wanna know anyway?” “You don’t worry about alla that, aight?” “Fi...