musesandlyrics | 2.25. Shihad/Pacifier lyrics

2.25. what have we become
could you comfort me, comfort me
the whole world's come undone
could you comfort me, comfort me
Comfort Me - Shihad/Pacifier

Co-written with aussielawyer
[Follows THIS + THIS and THIS + THIS + THIS]

It was always amusing that James lived in New York City and hated heights. He could handle the high-rises, even worked in one, if the blinds were drawn and he couldn't see outside. So, just like the old days, when Mark found his little brother at his office door, he got up and drew the blinds, shutting out the gorgeous view out of the ceiling to floor windows that were a whole wall of his office. Only after he noticed that James looked like hell, maybe even worse than he had the other day. Mark rounded his desk and went over to stand in front of his brother. "What's happened?" he asked immediately, feeling his stomach plumment with dread of what might come out of James' mouth. At this point in time, after everything, it could be about anything.

James nodded, not sure why he was nodding, but probably just to confirm something had happened. He went over to the consult chairs in front of Mark's desk and sat heavily in one of them. "You've gotta sit down," he told Mark hoarsely. "There is shit I need to tell you that you don't know, but it leads to what has happened. And it's going to hurt to hear it, but you need to know."

( If ever there was a sentence to make Mark want to throw up, it was that... )

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writers_muses | 100.1.D. Until all the old crap...

100.1.D. "I suspect an opportunity like this won't come back around until all the old crap is swept away and gone."

Co-written with aussielawyer
[Follows THIS, THIS and THIS]

It was early. Way, way too early for James' liking the first day back at work after a few days off. He didn't want to be awake, let alone upright, and the sooner he got breakfast into him, the better. He never operated well without food, which is why he was standing in his brother's kitchen half way through a banana while he waited for his toast to cook and the kettle to boil. He was still in two minds about even being here. Sure, it was practical and it meant neither brother had to be alone in the wake of the shit hitting the fan - again - but James just continued to feel displaced all over again. He had been happy with Harri, and settled, for the first time in a long time. He just didn't think it had been fair to her to remain in the relationship when he couldn't assure her his feelings for Izzy were gone, when they just weren't. He still didn't know exactly what was going to happen with Izzy, or what they had even hoped to achieve with the shit they pulled. Because of all that, staying with Mark until he knew where he stood probably was a good idea.

( But he no longer felt settled, or happy, or content, and he felt like again he was forced to start his life all over again... )

All muses referenced with permission and are from the princeton2nyc universe


Word Count | 1,686

This meme is a dumb joke

Deep into your future, I forsee: A dumb joke

Oooh, thrilling.

The Anti Climactic Fortune Teller

Hey, Iz...

How do you feel about joint custody?

musebysentence | 14.9. The city never sleeps

LINK: ... and the law enforcement were it's counted sheep, night after night and crime after crime.