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I guess you can say I'm trying to resonate with a desire I have, haha. Glad it came off as tangible and believable!

I couldnr come up withba drag name so that one had to do. 😂😂😂 He has a snark streak, as exemplified by the other short I made of him, haha I was actually trying to make my own anthology of cathartic stories and hoping a publisher picks it up. Not sure how a newbie can set foot into the industry but I always wanted to.

Some time after "the Incident", Tristan decides to pay a visit to some old friends. A follow-up/sequel to Can't A Guy Visit A Friend

Tristan often liked to take walks on a late night in the city. He knew the safe routes almost as well as the local street rats, and he was unimposing and unremarkable enough to be easily ignored. He used to frequent the darker allies and the nastier sides of town before he moved in with Miguel, before his Incident a couple of months ago. But he'd been lonely for so long that he didn't think to reach out to his old friends. The Hovel was in a nameless building that could pass off as a residen

Oh hey! Thank you so much! These two started out as just a way for me to vent. Haha.

Being introduced to another circle of friends puts some things to perspective. A follow-up/sequel to the short story Can't A Guy Visit A Friend: Story Link:

"This is a terrible idea." "We're just meeting with my old bunkmates." "Correction: you are. I'll be at the 7-11 eating ice cream and fried chicken until you're done." Miguel cast an exasperated look at Tristan. After 'The Incident', Tristan decidedly quit whatever job he had to focus on writing and was bunking and vlogging it up at Miguel's apartment. They shared rent, dinner, and responsibilities. But now, some of Miguel's friends were dropping by for a visi

It seems weird that I could write tragedy so well, haha. Thanks for your thoughts

It IS pretty gruesome.

I'm starting to think shorts are my forte, haha

I'm starting to think shorts are my forte, haha

WARNING: Mentions of Suicide A man finds himself alone in his room, with photos taunting him. Taunting, with no need for words. Made as an antithesis to Can't A Guy Visit A Friend

The room was what you'd expect from a teenage football star at their high school: vibrant, walls painted in blue with awards and medals on shelves, pictures of trophies being held up, teammates gathered for the picture, of the current girlfriend stealing a kiss with the star. The desk was messy with stationary and other paraphernalia, and the room was slightly cluttered. But the life in the room was sucked away by the young man in a black suit, looking over the contents of the discarded brown en

Thank you so much! And the emoji reminds me of the story omg

This means so much to me, you have no idea, haha. Thank you!