*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

A guy in a big city discovers different meanings with different versions of himself

Waking up in a world where you are one of the fewest survivors in your country, everything is not as it seems. Ten survivors, all different ages, and nothing more than just a strange humming noise. The only connection to the rest of the world? A television screen with a walkie talkie that can allow you to talk to other survivors in different countries. Strange things start to happen when the humming noise gets louder as you approach borders, and the only clue is a key that opens nothing....or so it seems....

"I never have felt more conflicted than when I'm with Harry." ----------- Luisa finds herself letting go of the material things as she finds a new life with Harry. Harry starts understanding the emotional things in life as he continues life with Luisa. Both find themselves moving past loneliness into reliance and a complicated relationship, but when does reliance become too much? And how complicated can their relationship get? ----------- "Fuck Harry, they're catching up!" "Keep running, they can't catch us" "Why would you kill him? Harry we're so fucking fucked, we need to get to Bruno" "Well when a mobster is threatening to shoot you, you tend to shoot first! " BANG!