Obsessive rambling Stories

Ben and Chris were sitting on their makeshift balcony couch, improvised from the spare bedframe they had for long-forgotten reasons, cuddled up under the blanket—strictly to preserve heat, naturally. The winters hit hard in this secluded part of the valley but living in such a remote location came with the advantage that this goddess-forsaken place’s only two cops were also Chris’ best customers. Where else would they get...