Dragonflysunning

1 Newborn Metal walls, airtight locks. I must be in some kind military compound, I realised. Now, for what exactly that was I had no idea. I faced nearly ten men. To my utmost surprise all of them looked the same. The hairstyles and clothes differed. Builds betrayed varying lifestyles. Regardless, it was the same person looking at me from so many angles. No. I breathed relief as another realisation finally reached me – they were merely brothers. Their barcodes just below the left collarbones were all individual just as they should have been. Something was wrong with my head to think otherwise. "Whatcha starin’ at, Latest?" One

A night in New York City. Supposedly the proud parent of romantic encounters around the numerous landmarks, gigantic blow out parties in the hottest night clubs, and the ritziest people found on every high end block. Now, if someone could explain how that translated to you dragging a drunken Mr. Ackerman home, that would be just lovely. Beginnings are the best place to start things, so let's roll back a few hours. The annual company bash was in full swing, the windows of the office's lobby reverberating with the noise. You weren't sure if a single coworker was sober outside yourself. Even the sullen Mikasa had a pink tint to her cheeks, and