K.

 The loud trill of the alarm clock instantly gave him a headache.He raised his arms sleepily and reached for the bedside table, blindly turning off the alarm.Jesse cam

 They both tipped the shot glasses against their lips and took a swig of the amber liquids down their throats.Cobalt blue squinted her eyes and grunted as she let the burning alcohol on her throat dissipate slowly.

"Watch out where you're going, dumbass!" A biker shouted at Jesse, who was almost hit by the bicycle as he walked mindlessly on the side of the road. The streets were already packed with people, all with the New York morning rush hour. The working class mob were out and about, scrambling to get to their menial, humdrum and routinary boring lives. It was an unusually cold morning for August, barely a few weeks before summer transitioned into autumn. Steam rose up from the manholes, providing some sense of warmth to the homeless folks seated on the cold concrete sidewalks. Jesse's attention was fixed on his phone's inbox, checking for messages. He took a profusely long drag on his cigarette, carefully scrolling up and down to check if K has already sent him a text.Two weeks had slowly passed, Jesse haven't heard anything from her. He acted like a totally crazy person the first few days after they met at Castello. Every time he went out, he searched for a pair of deep blue eyes - wi

 "Charlie," Jesse called out from his office. "Yeah?" She peeked her head by the door, holding the jamb for balance. Her hair was now a bright silver shade. She looked hot.

 They were sitting at the back of the huge yellow cab, dripping wet from the rain.It was already a quarter past midnight, still a little early for a NYC Saturday night. But K was already feeling cold. Jesse offered that they come swing by his apartment down by the Lower East Side to wash and tumble dry K's clothes and get warm. K agreed without further discussion, much to his surprise and deli