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  1. mastershakeme
    It would seem that way, wouldn't it 😉
  2. mastershakeme
    They shoved Ronnie into the back seat like he was a bag of garbage that might start screaming. Rope coiled around his wrists and ankles, rough nylon from Joey’s basement. Darius had double-knotted it himself, pulling until Ronnie hissed. Zeke climbed in next to him, dropping into the seat with purpose, hoodie still bunched over his stomach like the “gun” was nestled deep in the pocket. Joey slid into the passenger seat, silent, cheeks flushed, eyes avoiding his brother. Darius took the whee
  3. mastershakeme
    Wow you guys are brutal 🤣
  4. mastershakeme
    Yeah. I bet you're tired from being up all night making snarky comments 😏
  5. mastershakeme
    Rarw 🫦🫦🫦
  6. mastershakeme
    Point taken. I heard it takes like 30 to 60 times doing something consistently before it becomes a habit!
  7. mastershakeme
    How about 'don't let the same snake bite you twice'? 😏🐍
  8. mastershakeme
    He drove everybody to the Halloween thing 😂 and he left his 2nd beer unfinished so he only had 1 and a half! He's not drunk! 😂😂
  9. mastershakeme
    What part upset you the most 😂
  10. mastershakeme
    I really kinda wanted them to give it to him, I really wanted that 😞
  11. mastershakeme
    You know, I think Ronnie just developed a sort of survival skill being the oldest. It's kinda of a every man for himself kind of mentality. That's just what I think anyway.
  12. mastershakeme
    Hey! Thank you! 🙏🙏🙏 And I not very good at lying 😂 I make up elaborate stories and I should probably just keep it simple 🤥
  13. mastershakeme
    Did Ronnie Sr grow a pair today 😏
  14. mastershakeme
    They’d been on the road since last night, trading the wheel like soldiers passing a weapon. Darius had started out, then Zeke after their late-night stop for greasy diner food, and finally Joey, stubbornly taking the last stretch through Ohio. Now, at almost eleven a.m., the streets of Joey’s hometown stretched out around them—cracked blacktop, leaning telephone poles, rows of tired houses sagging under the weight of years. The little green sign for Warren, Ohio zipped past the passeng
  15. mastershakeme
    I was wondering if I'd been able to win you over 😉
  16. mastershakeme
    Yay! Glad you think so 😊 I'm lucky to have such great readers who are helping me prod this story along! Everyone's included in this! 😂😁
  17. mastershakeme
    It was fate!!!!! I can't believe I almost missed this awesome opportunity with Joshy! This was a really great time to introduce his POV.
  18. mastershakeme
    Yeah, Bluefunday just changed my mind, I was going to do ch 18 from zeke or Joey's POV after Josh's kidnapping, but thought, why not give him an actual chapter! The fanfic is just Josh masturbating, and the dildo idea 😂
  19. mastershakeme
    Josh sat in Joey’s room back in Warren, Ohio, the black-and-red cinderblock walls closing in on him. Spray paint scrawls cut through the squares like scars, and the stop sign bolted above the bed seemed to scream at him: Stop crying, loser. Except he couldn’t stop. Quiet, hot tears slipped down his face no matter how many times he wiped them with the hem of his t-shirt. He’d never admit it to anyone—hell, he’d take it to his grave—but his chest ached, and the salt stung his eyes just the sa
  20. mastershakeme
    It was just after 9pm, Wednesday night. It was dark, the moon hung lonely in the sky, and the road narrowed the deeper they got into the countryside. The city of Charleston was long behind them, and with it, so was the warm beach breeze and palm-studded sidewalks. Here, the trees loomed taller, skeletal fingers clawing at the cold sky. They were still painted in slashes of red and gold, but a lot of the leaves had fallen now, turning the shoulders of the road into a rustling, mottled carpet
  21. mastershakeme
    Ya know... Maybe something REALLY great is on that flash drive that I totally forgot about 😂
  22. mastershakeme
    I like that idea 💡
  23. mastershakeme
    Monday morning, Zeke sat in his hospital bed, clean-tray empty, stomach full of powdered eggs and limp toast. He’d seen the doctor an hour ago—some young guy with too much gel in his hair—who’d given him the good news: he was healing well, no sign of infection, and barring any complications, he’d be out of here tomorrow. Good. Because his phone was already blowing up with texts from his insurance, and the shop—what was left of it—needed about a thousand calls. Fire, police, clean-up, salvag
  24. mastershakeme
    Do you guys really want that??? 😂
  25. mastershakeme
    The cold gravel bit into Joey’s knees as he gasped, trembling, his hands half-raised and useless. Red and blue lights painted his wet skin, turning him ghostly pale. The kid was terrified—Darius could see it in the way his chest heaved, the way his eyes darted like a cornered rabbit. Darius stood over him, hands up, jaw tight. His body screamed at him to fight, but this? There was no fighting this. Dozens of guns, a wall of Kevlar, radios crackling as boots thundered closer. This is it
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