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- XIX - When they finally got back to the hotel, it was 12:30 in the morning, and Stratos realized to his own amusement that he managed to get back in four hours and fifteen minutes. He silently congratulated himself yet again for not getting pulled over even once, and then they walked into the front doors of the hotel without unlocking their fingers. They headed towards the stairs – Stratos was not going to wait for the slow elevator right now – and then suddenly, there was poli
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- XVIII - When he pulled into his driveway, it was 6:30 in the evening. He briefly thought that he managed to make it all the way back here in four and a half hours, and silently congratulated himself for managing to do so without getting any speeding tickets. He turned off the car and climbed out without bothering to lock it. He unlocked the front door and walked inside, pulling off his jacket and kicking off his shoes as he walked. He almost started walking upstairs, and then
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Well, shit might...or might not!...hit the fan somewhat soon...
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- XVII - He woke up three minutes before the alarm was supposed to go off, slammed his hand on the smooth button without opening his eyes, cursed silently at himself for not canceling this damn concert (even though he had a perfect, scot-free opportunity to do so), sighed, and sat up on the bed, one of his eyes still closed. Gemini slowly shifted next to him, his face buried in the pillow, and Stratos opened his other eye and almost started running his hand down the smooth, pale hi
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He's not the only one sponsor out there. Sorry, my brain gave me the finger and went to sleep...
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So is Robert.
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- XVI - When Leon informed Stratos about the moved concert date, the musician became helplessly furious, but soon enough, he cooled off, figuring that it was actually a good thing – after this rushed concert he would have almost two months off until the next performance; and even though he didn’t like having too much time off before, now it was completely different – now he was longing for it. He grumbled at Leon the next day half-heartedly, since it was somewhat expected, but secretl
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He was one of the sponsors for several of Stratos' concerts and he'd go to almost all of the after-parties -- it'll be explained a bit later. Not a spoiler 😎
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- XV - Robert Knox was a proud man. He was a man whose pride defined his entire existence. Therefore, Robert Knox was not one of those who took failures lightly. Failures always led to humiliation; and humiliation was fate worse than death. Humiliation could sneak up on you in different forms – forgetting to fix the zipper on your pants after leaving the bathroom; tripping on your own feet and falling down in the middle of the street for everyone to see; being on the receiving
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Mmm... Maybe not.
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- XIV - Leon watched Stratos’ car disappear in the night, and when it did, he considered throwing something big into the dark window of the library not too far from him. Instead of doing that, he sighed and pulled out his phone. “Hey,” he said a minute later. “Hey...” she said slowly, as if trying to figure out who it was that called her. “It’s...” he started saying, and she immediately interrupted him. “I know who you are, Leon... I am just wondering why you cal
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- XIII - “So, how was your date with Katherine?” Leon asked almost two hours later, when they were sitting at their table at ‘Black Lotus,’ after finally leaving the coffee shop. Stratos shot him a quick glance above the menu he’s been studying for the last ten minutes. “Good,” he nodded. “It was really good...” He returned his attention to the menu, and Leon slightly frowned without looking away from his face. “Good...?” Leon asked in a low voice, and received a
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Actually no... But damn, that IS a good idea!
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- XII - He looked at the phone in his hand, silently debating with himself – should he call Leon right now or Katherine? To be honest, calling Katherine sounded more tempting. He was itching to tell her about everything that happened – the strange melody, his weird awakening in the middle of the night, burning desire to create music, Gemini’s sleepwalking, his scary transformation, his stunning reaction to that melody, the revelation that both of them received an hour ago... He had to
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- XI - He woke up, and before he realized that it was Sunday morning and that he never set up his alarm clock last night, his hand habitually reached for the smooth button. Then he slightly frowned at the absence of expected beeping and opened his eyes. “Sunday, that’s right...” he thought and lazily glanced at the clock. 11:50, just like he expected. He smiled, pulled his hand away from the smooth black button, and suddenly, he remembered about Gemini’s reaction to his p
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- X - Stratos opened the door in one quick, hurried motion (“He is hurting...”) and walked inside, immediately seeing Gemini’s rigid figure sitting on the bed with his knees pulled up all the way to his chest, his head buried in his bent elbows, golden hair spread around in a messy wave. He jerked harshly the minute he heard the door opening, and immediately straightened up, his eyes two frozen, dark-golden lakes. “Stratos...” he muttered when he saw the intense look of bright-b
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Sometimes he is extremely intuitive, but sometimes he is so thick that even I want to kick him.
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- IX - ...“Oh, come on...!” Katherine slightly narrowed her eyes against the startlingly bright December sun and flicked away her cigarette, completely ignoring the ashtray that was sitting in front of her. Stratos just sighed at that. “How old is he?” She leaned on the back of her chair and crossed her legs. “Twenty-two,” Stratos nodded, absent-mindedly playing with her lighter. “Uh huh,” she said without looking away from his face. “And he had never had an orgasm before
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- VIII - Emptiness. Hollow, indifferent emptiness. Stratos knew this feeling well – it would hit him hard after every single performance. It would always feel as if he gave to that stage everything he had, and now there was absolutely nothing left, leaving him empty, indifferent, and tired. He hated that feeling, but it was inevitable – he knew that. Thankfully, the feeling would never last too long – two days at the most, and then he’d start filling up with emotions again. He
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- VII - He woke up because of the sudden, cranky-sounding beeping of the alarm. Before he even realized what was going on, his arm stretched out in a slow, habitual gesture, aiming for the annoying button. He felt his fingers graze the smoothness of the button, when all of a sudden, Gemini jerked harshly right next to him, and then the alarm clock flew off the nightstand, smashing on the floor, and immediately ceasing all the beeping. That woke him up for good, and he slowly opened
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- VI - They got back to the house without exchanging another word, and after Stratos smoothly drove the car into the garage, Gemini slid out of the passenger’s seat without looking at him or saying anything. Stratos wouldn’t say anything as well, and after they walked into the house, there was Rose, pink and anxious, her hands clasped in front of her. “Oh...” she said when she saw them and briefly closed her eyes without saying anything else. Stratos almost heard the rest o
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- V - Gemini always liked reading. He wouldn’t get to do that too often, just as he wouldn’t get to do anything that he liked. Right now, for the first time in his entire life, he felt like he has been living in a dream, and he feverishly hoped that it was not indeed the case. The crippling, nauseating fear that gnawed at him for the first several days in the big house, slowly crept away, and he realized that he was finally able to enjoy days, instead of waiting for them to end. For
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Nah, he's an ass, but he ain't no skimmer 😎
