noahcznery:

side a: dreaming
“bonus round,” kavinsky said. then: “open.” he put an impossibly red pill on ronan’s tongue. ronan tasted just an instant of sweat and rubber and gasoline on his fingertips. then the pill hit his stomach. “what’s this one do?” ronan asked. kavinsky said, “dying’s a boring side effect.”

side b: i’m in your head
“what’s here, k? nothing! no one!” “just us.” there was a heavy understanding in that statement, amplified by the dream. i know what you are, kavinsky had said. “that’s not enough,” ronan replied. “ don’t say dick gansey, man. do not say it. he is never going to be with you. and don’t tell me you don’t swing that way, man. i’m in your head.”

side c: the streets 
on either side of the street, the streetlights flickered and flared, measuring out life in epileptic busts of light: flash, cracked asphalt, flash, aglionby sticker on the dashboard, flash, noah’s widened eyes; they were bodies electric.

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