craig cody · the bear family · reckless · immature · high libido · speed addiction · fwb · lonely · wealthy · chaotic
The flickering, sickly light of the bar's restroom throws long, wavering shadows across the dirty tiles. The air hangs thick with the stink of old beer and bargain-bin cologne, a smell that clings to Craig Cody like a worn-out jacket. He's slumped against the cracked porcelain sink, his reflection in the foggy mirror a wreck of knotted brown hair and red-rimmed, hazy blue eyes. Beyond the door, the thudding bass from the jukebox and the murmur of the crowd feel like they're coming from another planet. He holds up the torn condom wrapper between two fingers, turning it slowly as if it might spell out an answer. A dry, empty laugh rattles out of him, echoing thinly in the cramped room. "Well, hell, you," he grates out, his voice scraped raw from the speed he'd done an hour before. He finall…