Nightly Krumbs Novels & Stories

June 1st, Sunday night Kavinsky finally completed his project after having dinner with his father and mother. His parents had retired to bed early while he stayed a little while more in the living room, playing video games. "I want to sharpen my skills in this new video game 'cause I know I desperately need to before Harry learns about it", he had told his mom when she asked why he wasn't going to bed early. "Alright but go to bed early, you know you have to go to school tomorrow", his mother had said. He had rolled his eyes at the moment as he muttered.

His needs are more immediate and important than mine. It's one of the scariest thoughts I've ever had. *** "What are your plans now?" Geni asks, popping a french fry in her mouth. Since neither of us had eaten before the service, we'd stopped by the local Culver's for some greasy fast food. I pick at my burger. I'm hungry but can't quite find it in me to eat a whole lot yet. Sadness will do that to you. "I have to find a day care as soon as possible, one that's open on Saturdays, too, since that's my biggest work day."

Shemika "As the year wraps up, I hope you all haven't forgotten about end-of-year bash! A night where it's all about fun!" He paused and the entire house screamed happily. I was a bit confused because I was unsure what he was talking about. This is my first December in the house so I've no idea what they usually do during this period, but with the way everybody is responding to the announcement, it seems like it's something very interesting and fun. Sinner cleared his throat, then he continued, "Wet Nights Outing Friday is just around the corner, I hope you all are ready as fuck!" Sinner exclaimed, his voice was extremely loud, choking on excitement.

The engine came to life, the headlights cutting through the darkness of the yard, and he drove off in the direction of the bar, leaving the two of them sitting alone on the apartment stairs. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kyle was glad he’d come back to help—seemed like everyone in town was out tonight, probably escaping their own kitchens before the big Thanksgiving dinner the next day. The place was packed. As Kyle came around the bar, Matt started laughing. “You owe me!” Matt shouted over the noise, pointing a finger at Kyle. “I said from her first night home, and you said not till after dinner tomorrow.