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The Faculty - Written for FFFC and New Year Countdown
Title: Silent Winter Nights
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 233
Prompt: winter nights in the city / silent
Rating: PG
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Casey pulled the blanket around his body and sipped his hot tea. He enjoyed his new life in New York, but how much had he missed the silent winter nights of Herrington? New York never slept, no matter the hour or the weather.
„Hey, geek boy.“ Zeke stepped on the porch with a cigarette. „Still alive? Your mom starts to worry that you might have turned into a chunk of ice already.“
„She should know better.“ Casey laughed. „I always was a winter boy; stayed outside as long as possible. Just sitting here alone, watching the stars, and the moon glittering on the snow. Listening to the silence. What can be better?“
„This makes not much sense. You can't hear the silence.“
„But it feels like that. Winter nights in Herrington are so different from the busy nightlife in a big city.“ He noticed Zeke's eyes resting on him thoughtfully. „Don't get me wrong, I am not thinking about it to move back here again. New York has lots of amenities I don't want to miss anymore, but lonely winter nights are not one of them.“
Zeke kissed Casey's cold cheek and dropped down on the bench beside him. „Mind sharing the blanket for a while when I promise to shut up?“
„Not in the slightest.“ Casey snuggled into Zeke's arms and closed his eyes. Life was perfect.
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Word Count: 233
Prompt: winter nights in the city / silent
Rating: PG
:::
Casey pulled the blanket around his body and sipped his hot tea. He enjoyed his new life in New York, but how much had he missed the silent winter nights of Herrington? New York never slept, no matter the hour or the weather.
„Hey, geek boy.“ Zeke stepped on the porch with a cigarette. „Still alive? Your mom starts to worry that you might have turned into a chunk of ice already.“
„She should know better.“ Casey laughed. „I always was a winter boy; stayed outside as long as possible. Just sitting here alone, watching the stars, and the moon glittering on the snow. Listening to the silence. What can be better?“
„This makes not much sense. You can't hear the silence.“
„But it feels like that. Winter nights in Herrington are so different from the busy nightlife in a big city.“ He noticed Zeke's eyes resting on him thoughtfully. „Don't get me wrong, I am not thinking about it to move back here again. New York has lots of amenities I don't want to miss anymore, but lonely winter nights are not one of them.“
Zeke kissed Casey's cold cheek and dropped down on the bench beside him. „Mind sharing the blanket for a while when I promise to shut up?“
„Not in the slightest.“ Casey snuggled into Zeke's arms and closed his eyes. Life was perfect.