#calenicarus

Ezra always seemed to befriend the people you’d find resting against the shadows. Unsavory characters you’d be warned to avoid, their gaze made you flinch but you were drawn to every word they said. Lawbreakers, outcasts, hackers, arsonists. They might be considered an all out gang, though they lacked organization, they were just people who were drawn to something darker, an insatiable urge for chaos. 

Calen and Ezra met at an underground fight club in the city, the lights casted a dull glare down at their bodies wet with blood and smoke filled the room with a fog. The rules are pretty simple: last man standing wins. Only when the two face off, there is no end. Brutal blows find jaws, knuckles ribs, the concrete is splattered crimson, but neither legs ever give out. Eventually, after forty minutes of fighting, Ezra surrenders. 

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You keep staring at me I'm going to start thinking you have a crush on me.