Complex

My goal before my next counseling visit was to visit the apartment's gym. I did that today. I tried out the bike for ten minutes then used the stair machine for 5. That five almost killed me. We also have a lateral step machine, which, if I can figure out how to use it, might help strengthen my hips and loosen up my ankles, but I was only on it for a moment today. I didn't even notice my sore feet while on the stairs, but then I might not have noticed the place on fire as I counted down the second until I could get off.

Title: Complex
Chapter: 10 (penultimate)
Length: 2212 words
Summary: Hezekiel is again stupid, but Steele's chill.



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Hezekiel opened his door for Steele. Why couldn't they go out? Or even just meet in neutral territory? Hezekiel felt like a mistress who was supposed to be happy that her lover had bothered to darken her door at all. Might as well get the pleasantries over with. "Come in. How's Doll?"

"He's fine. How are you? Heard your TAing again."

The nosy idiot. "Keeping track of me?"( Read more... )

Complex, final

As I was writing a side story for this, I used "who" for kittens (instead of that or which), but Word wasn't happy with that and changed my "who'd" to "which'd" a construction I've never actually seen before.



Title: Complex
Chapter: 11
Length: 1964 words
Summary: Steele's parents ask too many questions.


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Steele sat in the diner across from Mom while Dad helped Dal with the order. Steele had wanted to help, but Dad overruled him, which meant either that Dad really liked Dal or, more likely, that Mom wanted to talk to Steele.

"So what's this about a demon I've been hearing about?"

The second then.

"What do you what to know?" Where was he even going to start?

"Everything."( Read more... )