When I get back to my apartment, I finish my daily work duties quickly and feed Bruno, who’s hiding under the bed – whatever spooked him this time, but the prospect of food always works – and then go through my drawers. It doesn’t take long until I find what I’m looking for, and I … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (8)
As I step in front of Rashid, I give him my biggest grin and a "Hey!" Despite my outer bravado, I'm shaking on the inside; I'm so nervous. I really want to give him a hug as a greeting, but I think it's too soon for physical contact. Unfortunately. He's also a masterclass of concealment … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (7)
There's no point going back to sleep, so I start my morning routine. Make coffee, have a shower, drink coffee. Feed my half-starved cat. Dress in some sweatpants and a t-shirt, and go for a run. The city is just waking up, a soft golden light creeping over the river. Our neighbourhood is still pretty … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (6)
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Wendell Dupree, you are without a doubt the biggest fucking idiot to ever grace the surface of this planet. You’re fretting about getting a text from the man of your dreams, but then you switch off your phone and forget to fucking switch it on again! Just how thick … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (5)
I wake up when the sun is fully up, later than I usually get up, and I'm grateful that as a custodian I don't have any fixed working hours. I stumble from the terrace into my apartment, making a beeline for the coffee maker. Before I can reach my destination, I hear banging at my … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (4)
It was one of those sweltering New Orleans summer nights. The heat of the day still lingered, but the breeze that drifted through the open windows carried the essence of night-blooming flowers, their sweetness making the air more bearable. Louis was outstretched on the settee in the parlour, the book he was currently reading momentarily … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 10)
After dessert and coffee, where I make a point to praise Big Mal's vegan ice cream, I declare my wish to go home. Josie and Mal try to convince me to stay, but Bruno, my cat, needs feeding, and I long for some peace and quiet in my own four walls. It was a long … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (3)
Have you ever had this feeling when you meet someone – or maybe you’ve known them for a long time already – and suddenly it’s like you’re hit square in the chest and there’s this warm feeling that blossoms around your heart and unfurls inside your body? It almost feels like a coal fire that … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (2)
It was just past midnight when Louis found himself in a certain dimly lit area of New Orleans again. The usual hustle and bustle of the vibrant city was still audible but somehow muted in this side street. Only a few lamps illuminated the surroundings and only the occasional drunkard appeared who had lost their … Continue reading Barney (Interlude – Wendell)
It was the crashing sound of a pile of files that had lost its battle against gravity that made them freeze in action. They both looked down rather guiltily at the mess they had made when their combined hips had bumped into the desk they had completely forgotten even existed. When they looked up again, … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 9)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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