The Throws Rufus Trilogy
How was it possible for someone so cool and so popular and so beloved by millions--billions, even?--to not even have one friend to ask to be his best man?
- Part 1 of The Throws Rufus Trilogy
Mickey’s head throbbed and his eyes burned behind eyelids that wouldn’t open and every muscle ached and holy crap what the hell did he do last night to feel so awful this morning..?
One eyelid. Two. In front of his face, sleeping next to him, was the familiar shaggy, scraggly, stupid face of Emil Nekola.
Suddenly he recalled the last thing he remembered Emil saying to him: “Y’know, Mickey, no woman will ever compare to your sister. So maybe you should date a guy instead.”
- Part 2 of The Throws Rufus Trilogy
“What—“ Otabek cleared his throat and tried again. “What are they doing?”
“Dance battle.” Yuri and Yuuri answered simultaneously, Yuri sounding bored and slightly disgusted while Yuuri sounded…distracted.
They sat around one of the tables in the banquet hall for JJ’s wedding reception. Yuri was to Otabek’s left, head in his hand, elbow on the table, disinterested. Yuuri Katsuki was on the other side of Yurio, facing outward.
Victor and Mickey were on the pole.
Or: a story of a friendship formed around a dislike of pole dancing.
- Part 3 of The Throws Rufus Trilogy