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  1. Public Bookmark 19

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    Jake: dude I'm in this briefing and I can't look at him

    Javy: are you texting in front of Cyclone?

    Jake: It's either this or grinning like an idiot

    Jake: it's just me, my crush, and his ugly mustache

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    27 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 31

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    "What are you in for?" Mustache asks. Jake tips his head to the side to look at him. He seems to be asking earnestly; Jake wonders how long this guys been stuck in a holding cell for him to be trying to make casual conversation.

    "Being too damn handsome," Jake says after a beat. "Can't imagine you've ever had that problem though."

    To his surprise, the guy looks delighted by Jake's snippiness, his eyes widening and a smile blooming across his face. As soon as the smile starts, the guy grimaces, rubbing at his jaw. "Maybe you just have bad taste."

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    27 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    There’s an old bike chained to the rail outside a building that used to be a school before the sun started dying. It’s painted a soft blue-grey, and the color is flaking off like skin with sunburn.

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    21 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 4

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    "I love you."

    Jake looks at him softly, "It will pass."

    Or, that one fleabag scene but make it hangster

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    14 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 52

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    “Always such a smartass,” Finstock insisted, shaking his head. “What, you want a gold star for your mediocre performance?”

    “If you’ve got any, I’d love one,” Stiles informed him.

    “You’re too old for a gold star, Bilinski.”

    “Hey, hey,” Stiles argued, holding one hand out towards the man as he headed back for the board—evidently forgetting Greenberg now had his marker. “Sometimes adults need gold stars, too.” When Coach turned back to give him a look, Stiles just shrug-flailed. “We’re all just little gremlins starving for attention! Do you know how satisfying a gold star would be? Right here?” Stiles motioned his right pectoral up near his shoulder. “Just a cute little star right there. ‘Good Job!’ or ‘I’m proud of you!’ or even just ‘Well done!’ So satisfying. Or what about like, a hero biscuit?” Stiles mimed nibbling on a cookie. “Cute little bone-shaped cookie made for heroes? Wouldn’t that just brighten your day?”

    “Stop talking or I’ll bench you.”

    “I’m always benched,” Stiles argued.

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    12 Jun 2026