The room smelled faintly of detergent and instant noodles.

Marcus dropped his briefcase onto the lower bunk, already pulling out his laptop. He had a report due by midnight and couldn’t afford to lose a second.

On the top bunk, Kai swung their legs lazily, strumming an old guitar missing two strings. They had never filled out a job application in their life — the thought of deadlines felt like a ...

“So, sharing a room?” Alder said, smirking. Leah glared. “Only because you were cheap and thought this room had two beds.” She pulled out her laptop and began typing aggressively.

Alder flopped down in front of her. “Whatcha doin'?” “Work,” Leah replied, not looking up from her computer. Alder sighed dramatically. “You’re so boringggg. Come on, let's do something. I was thinking we sneak into t...

((IF YOU HAVEN'T READ PART 1 & 2, PLEASE GO READ THEM NOW!))

(TW!!⚠️ GAY ROMANCE, POSSIBLE PROFANITY)

The next morning, Oak sits up. Oak had completely forgotten about how he fell asleep in Maverick's lap, so when he realizes it, he squeaks some, dark blush covering his face. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬...! Oak thinks in a addlepated manner. Maverick stirs sluggishly, r...

The meeting got done late and his executive assistant Mathew had forgot to reserve a hotel room. As Mike went from hotel to hotel he realized he wasn’t going to find one at this late hour. He had heard about the hostels in Europe and asked the last hotel concierge where the closes one was, and after all he just needed to lay his bed down before he left for his next meeting in London.

Mike was a ...

I need to work!

Why?

What?

Work, like a job?

Yes! Im terribly behind.

Behind, in what?

Work!

Well, what do you do?

I’m a computer coder.

Oh, I love video games.

No, no, I write code for banks!

Oh, boring. Banks are just full and dead. I’d rather go to a funeral than a bank!

What?

Have you ever been in a bank?

Of course not, I don’t have money. I live free. No jobs, no ties. Just video games.

Of ge...

“Dad? What are you doing in Amsterdam?”

“Taking your advice, living before I’m dead.

Allen set down his massive backpack on the dingy hostel floor. He wrapped Tucker in a fragrant bear hug. Tucker’s mouth hung open. Allen tossed himself carelessly on the room’s bottom bunk, Tucker’s bed. He barely recognized his father beneath his shaggy hair and tie-dyed clothes. Three months ago, his dad was a...

I thought my day, was going to be ok but things change

The last bus outa here, broke down plans to rearrange

There was a big conference, in town and I was to speak

I’m tired and hungry, and dust is collecting turning weak

The orange neon sign, was a blessing it was a hostel here

My aching feet, took me to the only room left and no fear

Two army cots, lined up with a blanket and one book shelf...

“So what do you do for work?” The man asked as he folded his suit ready for the next morning.

“Oh … um.”

“I’m a travel content creator I get to see the world, go to all these places and just make silly videos that pay the bills you know?” He turns to look at the man with his head bowed down.

“I’ve never had a job.” The man looks up embarrassed.

“Never?” The content creator says in shock.

“I’...

A grifter, a parasite. That’s what I saw him as. Someone who preys upon others to make a quick buck. Of the numerous vagrants I had encountered in this sinful city, his kind had to be the worst.

They disgusted me. I worked hard for my indulgences, my money. And here he was— ragged, greasy, thinking of all the ways he could slip my wallet off of me. I saw the glint in his eyes, like a blade catchi...

It was annoyance at first sight.

“Go! Go! Get the boss on the left, that’ll bring the hitbox down but make the potions hit harder!”

Came a shout as I tried to read my book before bed.

The blue screen lit up the room in a sci-fi glow that made it hard to sleep. They were playing quietly now, but I could still hear the frantic click of keys and mumbles about things I didn’t understand.

I mangaged...