Opus, Ch. 3: Howl

**OPUS** _ **Chapter 3: Howl** _ "_Hey little bro! We are doing as good as we can out here. Its been kind of lonely and I dont really think I will ever get used to this DAD STUFF. Actually really surprised to hear back from you. Thanks for returning...

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Opus, Ch. 1: Meeting

**OPUS** _ **Chapter 1: Meeting** _ _Cascade._I could barely remember what brought me to the bar. On the weekends, it was probably one of the best bars that west-side Chicago suburbs could offer in terms of night-life. Trendy twenty-somethings with...

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Opus, Ch. 4: Bonds

**OPUS** _ **Chapter 4: Bonds** _ "Wait, what? I don't think I, er, caught that?" _"It's good, Penn,"_ came the voice on the other end of the phone. Susanne sounded like she was in a static haze. _"But I'm not really sure if the market's right for...

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Hard Work (pt. 1)

**Hard Work** _ **Part 1** _ _ **by: pennwolf** _ "No. No, no. Oh FUCK no!!" I sat rigid in the driver's seat, covered in sweat, begging the car to move. Key strained in the ignition, I hoped and prayed to whatever power out there watching over...

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Hard Work (pt. 2)

**Hard Work** _ **Part 2** _ _ **by: pennwolf** _ "Nate, would you like to wake up now?" A part of me, buried deep down, wanted me to wake up in my old bedroom in my parents' house. However, no sooner did I regain consciousness than I remembered...

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Opus, Ch. 5.0: Voices

OPUS Chapter 5.0: Voices I always hated the morning-after. Finding yourself in a stranger's bed or with a stranger in your bed had all the components of a bad sitcom episode. Awkward exchanges, forced laughs, promising you'd call or...

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