Gifts for henribrl
List of Gifts
07 May 2017
They are in Chicago on their first tour. Bob is twenty-one and he’s still a virgin. Frankie is neither of these things. He’s twenty-nine and shouldn’t feel a jealous tug in his chest when Bob goes off with some of the girls the label brought in for them.
Frankie is twenty-nine and wakes up to relive the same day over again and again. They’re still in Chicago and Bob is still twenty-one, but he’s oblivious to the fact that they seem to be stuck in a time-loop.
Frankie has to figure out how to break that curse and, meanwhile, has to see Bob walk away from him every day all over again. Or does he?
- Part 1 of go back and put it right.
09 Mar 2017
“No, Melchior,” Moritz interrupts him with a small smile spreading on his features – it looks sad, Melchior notices. But Moritz’s smiles always look sad – “We talked about the French invasion of Russia and Napoleon and then you proceeded to use the last twenty minutes of class to explain why Tolstoy’s book was the only honest portrayal in fiction of what happened without forgetting about – let me quote you - ‘the ruthless wilderness of aristocratic society in the face of death, coldness and violence’”
Melchior’s fingers brush the back of Moritz’s hand on the bed carefully, as if to not startle a frightened deer. “You listened to me,” he exclaims in a delighted breath and plants a soft kiss on Moritz’ cheek. “I am honoured.”
- Part 1 of no written guidelines.