Jude has a thing for counting stars. (Drabble.)

Jude had never been curious about someone famous until now. (Drabble. Based on a tumblr prompt.)

"Despite wanting more, she didn't pledge defeat (with words), because she wasn't one for raising the white flag in a losing game. She was one for raising hell. She wanted to raise hell with him tonight..." Warning: Contains profanity and sexual/suggestive content. Based on a tumblr prompt.

"With Jonesy pinned down to the couch by her and her constant kisses, Nikki didn't stop what she was doing. Normally, she prided herself on having the most self-control in their relationship, in sharp contrast with him, who always chased after and flirted with and seduced her. But right now it was different. Sort of."

"She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held onto him and the moment until she heard the sound of luggage being wheeled to the front door by her mother. That's when she knew she had to let go for tonight, for a few days."

"But there was no happily ever after like she foolishly believed there would be. (That's one cliché she believed in.) He was by no means perfect, nor made to last."

"...losing herself didn't seem so bad. She would catch herself in the light when morning came anyway. Hopefully, he would be there to help."

"Because study sessions weren't always for studying."

"It was time to seek the answers to those questions herself. No more staring senselessly at a blank Word document. No more endless scribbles on her notepad. No more crashed trains of thought."

"The last day of summer, however, became infinite. This whole summer counted, but a day like this lived on forever. Infinitely."

"Another Ken left today. Another one of many. Another too many for Barbie."

"Their nights were spent in ways the gang never knew."

"Life was surreal now. Life was a dream, a reverie. Memories of a glamorous life being revisited."

It was the little things that made their relationship work and kept them interested in each other. It was the little things that kept them in love. (Drabble series.)

Old memories made the sky blue. New memories promised the sky would stay that way.