The Simple Things. Chapter Eighteen.
The Simple Things Chapter Eighteen By Roofles It was good to be out, to be free and alone once more. Or so I thought as I drove down the road, leaning partially out the window and feeling the breeze on my face. The air was dry and left me sweating...
Welcome to Heat Street: C9 - Overflow State
Elliot arrived exactly when the timestamp told him to. The address brought him to a low, square building set quietly between two taller ones — a clinic on one side, and what looked like a residential sublease on the other. No digital display. No...
Welcome to Heat Street: C1 - Softskin
Elliot stepped off the tram and adjusted the strap on his satchel. Heat Street looked exactly as it had for the past seven days: loud, colorful, and operating on what felt like an entirely separate social protocol from the rest of the city. Beastborn...
Welcome to Heat Street: C2 - Smile behind the teeth
Elliot knocked twice on the door to apartment 3B, then stepped back exactly one meter. The tray in his hands was neatly wrapped in parchment, with a small card tucked beneath the twine: Welcome to The Perch — High-protein, low-sugar,...
Ocean Depths. Chapter 37.
Ocean Depths Chapter 37 By Roofles Carlson stopped in front of the door to their large apartment. He fiddled with his keys before grinning widely, clearing his throat and throwing the door open dramatically. "Honey, I'm home!" He called and waited...
Welcome to Heat Street: C10 - Scent Trace
The shop had no name he could read. Just a symbol etched into the glass—a set of curved lines arranged around a central point, like a heat dispersion map. Possibly scent-related. No hours posted. No list of services. Just the door, the mark, and a...
Ocean Depths. Chapter 36.
Ocean Depths Chapter 36 By Roofles They had talked about it, discussed it and had long conversation on the matter several nights before. With everything going on the man had figured the otter would drop the subject. However with the recent...
Love is a feline
I'm exhausted. I grumble to myself as I make my way home, rubbing my shoulders in a feeble effort to alleviate my aching muscles. Another day of hard labor on the construction site. I'm grateful it wasn't a scorching day today, but the forecast for...
Welcome to Heat Street: C3 - Repeating Patterns
By the end of his third week on Heat Street, Elliot had sorted his life into something stable: three grocery runs, two laundry days, and one Kaari favor roughly every seventy-two hours. That one was harder to track — her sense of timing wasn't measured...
Rules of Engagement. Chapter Seven.
Rules of Engagement By Roofles Chapter Seven The dark orange, thin fur boxer hopped off the porch and headed over towards their tent. Clem felt bad for the husky. He was Togo's closest friend after all and the two dogs had joined the...
Welcome to Heat Street: C5 - Minor Crush
The server room at Harrin Middle School was compact, over-wired, and under-cooled. Elliot didn't mind. It was quiet. Isolated. Predictable. A nice break from the louder chaos of field work. He'd been dispatched a few times this month to track a mesh...
Chance’s Encounters. Chapter High School Days
Chance's Encounters Chapter High School Days By Roofles The two ran back and forth from the back yard of Chance's house with various supplies. Sleeping bags, a lantern, a cooler full of food, blankets, soda pop and the laptop. The two kids smiled at...