Pills?, Numbers signs twice for emphasis. P-I-L-L-S. His eyes are shut with pain, and Wrench's jaw tightens.

Finny and Gene after VE Day.

Five Christmases, and four Christmas courts. Eleanor of Aquitaine sees the holidays through.

Iris only sees him once after that.

David thinks on the manifold nature of love with regard to one Eli Shaw.

Fletcher hates playing piano at weddings. Neiman hates this specific wedding, and he's the best man. So they've got that going for them.

"Then he wandered, blind and miserable, through the wood, eating nothing but roots and berries, and weeping and lamenting the loss of his lovely bride." The Prince finds by misadventure the hospitality of a country lord of unique appearance.

Plot? What plot? We're all just spooning here, officer.

An odd little idea sparked by the thought of Mina as team secretary.

(Written for Comorbidities' prompt on Tumblr and Stars' "Take Me To The Riot": saturday nights in neon lights, sunday in the cell.)