"Sometimes happiness feels like a chore." A short story chronicling the relationships (and lack thereof) of Drew; in which nights and days are spent curled up in the tear-and-food-stained sheets, with and without the warmth of another living soul, because he has lived like this and he'll probably die like this -- whether he likes it or not. (As if life ever bothered to ask). Otherwise known as: Sleep is for the weak, and love is for those asleep. So Andrew shouldn't wonder why he's virtually a self-induced insomniac who might just very well die of loneliness one day.

TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN, CORRUPTION AND GREED CANT EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER.

When she's not too busy a) being a ruthless killer and a thorn in the side of the Justice Department, b) trying (and failing) to stay out of family drama, or c) planning the occasional heist (on weekends only, of course), you can find Zenon enjoying a competitive game of water polo at Carlton Prep, one of the most prestigious private schools in the country.

Ten gods desperate for glory and ten mortals desperate for immortality is an equation for chaos. [#397 in action]