The second, which is eight minutes late in my timezone, but not Alaska! So, you know, that should work. Seriously though everyone, leave me a review suggesting a story. As I am too lazy to find some to read, and pimping them out on here should be fun. Especially if you wrote them.
32. Intoxication
Breathing in the scent in the room, a strange mixture of their two scents and the poignant underlying of what had transpired, Zexion lay back, content to remain there until the end days. Lazily tracing a circle on the other's back, he considered that Luxord must also get this same feeling from his alcohol, the drunken emotion almost exactly the same as pure bliss.
The thirty-second. Sixty-eight to go.
See above about pimpageness.
-Josiy x