93: “We’re forming a band!”

Harry called Chris in the middle of January and told him to come over to his penthouse condo. He also said it was an emergency. Chris could hear him chewing on the other end of the line, something that sounded suspiciously like a banana, so Chris wasn’t sure he believed the urgency. Nevertheless, he made […]

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45: “You’re a mess”

Chris had been roped into helping Conor move and he had literally no idea how it had happened. Harry had invited him over to hang out and then, before Chris really understood what was happening, he was helping Conor move his things into one of Harry’s penthouse’s many spare rooms. On top of that, he […]

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20: “Did I murder someone?”

Chris’ famous cousin Harry turned twenty-three at the end of September and demanded a party. More accurately, he demanded that Chris come and get drunk with him and his bandmate Conor. Harry had invited his other bandmates as well, but tensions had run high since the band had broken up so Conor was the only […]

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69: “I always want tacos”

Sybil and Chris had been hired to produce the debut album for some guy named Darren who was pretty much everything Sybil hated about people embodied in one singular individual. Chris disliked him even more than she did. Darren wanted to record love songs with his acoustic guitar that were the kind of coffee shop […]

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