None of them are sure how it happened.
It doesn’t matter who kissed who first. They are a little more than tipsy, and have nothing more to lose.
All three had things haunting them that they didn’t speak of.
All three were looking to get away- so they did.
And for one night, they had each other.
Bad decisions, three men at the end of their limits, and one night in a shitty motel room.
CW: Drinking, Alcoholism, Hangovers, Stealing, Guns, non-explicit sex, Bruises
if I need to tag anything else, let me know.
title comes from the poem of the same name, by Najia Khaled, aka toxic-nebulae on deviantart.