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[thecargays]

Oh, and it’s on air 🥵

[ladykailitha]

The Caged Bird Still Sings Part 11

Hey guys! This story is moving right along, though Act 2 might be a little shorter than Act 1. Mainly because I'm running out of plot on the

"Steve struggles with being a sugar baby" aspect of it. But we'll see.

In this Steve drives his dream machine, Eddie cheers him, and Steve watches bad porn.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

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The car drove like a dream. It was smoother and sleeker than the Bimmer, too. Steve reveled in the soft seats and great handling.

When he pulled up to the record shop, he almost didn’t want to get out of the car. But he needed more variety in his music than just Corroded Coffin tapes.

He wandered through the alternative rock section. He picked up a couple of albums he already had like “Some Great Reward” and “Black Celebration” by Depeche Mode, just to have them in his car. Then he picked up the most recent album that he didn’t have yet, “Music for the Masses”. He of course picked up another copy of Tears for Fears’s album “Songs from the Big Chair”. He could never have too many copies of that one.

He picked up more from other greats like Duran Duran and INXS. A bit of Queen, too. But somehow he found his way to the metal section. He wasn’t sure if they had anything like Corroded Coffin. But he felt like it didn’t hurt to look.

That was when the clerk came up to him. He had ignored Steve while he was in the alt. rock section. And when he got closer Steve could see why. The kid was wearing a Megadeath t-shirt.

“Can I help you find something?” the kid, whose name according to the name tag was Aaron, asked in a sharp, nasally voice.

“Yeah,” Steve said with a smile. “I’m just getting into the metal scene. Can you help me find something similar to Corroded Coffin. I went to a concert of theirs recently and really liked it.”

The kid looked in his basket and sneered. “Maybe not spend so much on that kind of music for a start.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Who says these aren’t gifts?”

Aaron had the decency to grimace, but Steve pressed further. “Besides do you really want to dissuade me from spending a lot of money at your store, just because you don’t like my taste in music?”

This time the kid blanched. He cleared his throat. “So um...if you’re looking for stuff like Corroded Coffin, I recommend Dio, Iron Maiden and Metallica.”

Steve turned on his brightest customer service smile. “Thank you!”

He waited until the pimple pusher trotted off back to whatever fresh hell he had crawled from before he went looking for the guy’s recommendations. He picked a couple that looked interesting with the knowledge that if he liked them, he would come back for the others.

He made sure to pay with the black credit card with an evil grin. He watched the guy bag his tapes and brand new boombox flushed red from the embarrassment Steve was putting him through. It probably wouldn’t stop him from harassing customers in the future, but it was satisfying nonetheless.

He loaded his prizes into the passenger seat of his shiny new car and drove back to the hotel. He decided to take the stairs, he was just that over flowing with excitement.

Once in the hotel room, he set his prizes on the side table and flopped belly first on the bed, kicking off his shoes on the way. He picked up his phone and dialed Eddie. He figured it would go to voicemail but he couldn’t wait to tell him about how much he liked the car.

So he was surprised when Eddie picked up. “Hello?”

“Eddie!” Steve cried, rolling over on his back and twirling the cord around his finger. “I thought I was going to have to leave a message.”

“Hey, little Canary,” Eddie murmured warmly. “I just got back to the hotel after my sound check.”

“Lucky me,” Steve replied happily. “I love the car. It’s beautiful and amazing and while I want to say you didn’t have to do that, I don’t care. It’s an incredible gift.”

Eddie chuckled. “When I saw Sunbird I giggled like a school girl. I couldn’t pass it up. Made sure it was yellow and sent it over as soon as I could. I’m glad you like it baby.”

“Have you got my present yet?” Steve asked. It had been a couple of days since he sent it and was eaten up in curiosity on what he thought about it.”

“I have my mail here...” he said trailing off. “Let’s see here...Ah ha! I found it! From Steve Harrington.”

Steve could hear him open the box and dig through the paper he’d wrapped in to make sure it arrived safe. Then Eddie was laughing so hard.

“I can’t believe you sent me your fake ID,” Eddie said once he had stopped laughing. “That is hilarious. Thanks, babe. I love it. I’m going to take it with me for the rest of the tour.”

Steve couldn’t help but beam. He patted himself on the back for a job well done. He had gotten rid of the fake ID that got him into the bar like Monty and Hop wanted and he had gotten Eddie to laugh. Clearly a win/win.

“This way I won’t be tempted to do anything that would require an illegal ID,” Steve explained with a grin. “And you get a memento from our first meeting.”

“It’s perfect, little Canary,” Eddie purred. “I love your sense of humor and think once Chrissy sees what you sent me, she won’t be as grudging as she has been about us.”

Us.

Steve’s stomach erupted into butterflies at that thought. Like they meant something. Like they were something together.

He had no allusions that Eddie actually meant it that way, but still it was sweet to hear.

They talked for awhile longer. About the music Steve bought and how much he enjoyed listening to the Corroded Coffin stuff on the way to the music store.

Then it was time for Eddie get ready for the concert. “Don’t forget to eat, little Canary. I know we’ve been talking an awful long time. I want you taking care of yourself.”

Steve huffed. “I just don’t want to get fat.”

There was silence on the line for a moment and he worried Eddie was mad. He started chewing on his thumb nail in worry.

“Baby,” Eddie’s voice was soft and warm and it melted Steve’s insides. “You like going running and you go swimming all the time. The only way you’d gain weight is if you built up a shit ton of muscle. A little softness isn’t bad, okay? And if you’re worried about the new clothes you just bought, they having tailoring services where they can let out an inch or so if needed. Be gentle on yourself, little Canary.”

A tear slipped down his cheek. “You’re too good to me,” he whispered, his voice cracking from the emotion.

“Not possible, Stevie,” Eddie murmured. “I realize your parents are shitty and filled you up with all their shit opinions. It’s my job is to shovel all that out and fill it with as much good things as I can, okay?”

“Thank you, Eddie,” Steve said with a sniffle. He wiped his nose on his arm. What did he care, no one was there to see him and he planned on getting a shower while he waited for room service anyway. Consider it his first step of being gentler with himself.

“I’ve got to go, baby,” Eddie murmured. “But I’ll call tonight to sing you to sleep, alright?”

“Yeah, okay,” Steve agreed. They said their goodbyes and then hung up. Steve immediately called the front desk for dinner, ordering the biggest steak on the menu with mashed potatoes and creamed corn.

He hopped into the shower and just let the water wash over him. This really was the best part about living in the hotel. The constant hot water, the different jets that flowed water over his body, heated tiles. This really was the life.

It really was too bad it was temporary. He knew that once Eddie came back he would have to move, the dude was hardly going to pay for Steve to live in this swanky hotel for the rest of his life. But he was going to enjoy it while he could.

The steak was amazing as always, everything tasting like like it was dipped in butter. His mother would balk at the calories in the potatoes alone. But she wasn’t here now. And Steve was going to imagine Eddie flipping her off every time she became the voice inside his head telling him how worthless he was.

He spotted the truffle box and flipped it open. He only had two left so he called down to the front desk again.

“Marcella,” came the voice of the night desk lady. “How may I help you tonight?”

“Hi, Marcella,” Steve said brightly, “This is Steve Munson from room 2803 and I was wondering if you would be able to do me a favor. You see a good friend of mine sent me chocolates and I was wondering if they were from around here, or if he ordered them.”

“Of course, Mr. Munson,” she replied just as bright. “What is the name name of the company that sells them.”

Steve pursed his lips as he looked around the box for the answer. “Let’s see...yes! I’ve got it. Rene’s Chocolates.”

“One moment, please,” she hummed. A moment or two later, she came back. “It does look like they are a local Hawkins company. Would you like me to order you more or would like a brochure sent to you for you to order yourself?”

“The brochure for sure,” Steve said, “but can you also order six more of the raspberry truffles, too.”

Marcella laughed. “That good huh? Sure I’ll send up the brochure and order you more truffles. Is there anything else I can for for you tonight?”

“No, that’s everything, Marcella,” he replied. “Thank you!”

He hung up the phone and ran to jump on the bed. He flopped on it, spread eagle. He wasn’t under his parents roof anymore, he could whatever the hell he wanted. He got to his feet and started bouncing on the mattress. He flopped back onto the pillows with a giggle.

Steve jumped up and grabbed the box of truffles to finish them off while he was watching TV. He could watch whatever he wanted. So he settled for old Looney Tunes cartoons and the bottled soda from his mini fridge. Eddie had seen to the removal of the alcohol which had made Steve pout. He got not going out and buying booze, but to deny him so much as a mini vodka was cruel indeed.

Well not really, he had gone dry a few times. He didn’t need it to have fun, but with the clubs and bars closed to him, there really wasn’t anywhere he could go or do that wasn’t hanging out with a bunch of asshole teenagers.

Fuck.

He was actually lonely. He knew that he couldn’t call Eddie right now, because he was in the middle of a concert. No doubt with thousands of fans throwing themselves at his feet.

So he did what every self-respecting teenager with cable and a free hand does in that scenario he turned on porn.

He knew he wasn’t going to find gay porn. He wasn’t stupid. This was still Reagan’s America even if he wasn’t in office anymore. Bush was just as bad. But if he could find a blow job video then he could at least block out the chick.

With much frustration he only barely managed to find on where the girl wasn’t bouncing her tits while fucking herself on the dude’s cock. But he settled in to watch his crappy porn.

The dude was jacked and oiled to hell but Steve bit his lip as the dude on screen plowed into the actress. He was calling her all sorts of names and while that was usually a turn off for Steve, he allowed himself the fantasy of him saying those horrible things to Tommy as they had hate sex.

When he was done and he had come after a very valiant effort on his part. He realized he hadn’t thought about his ex boyfriend in days. Everyone else he’d called and reassured, but not Tommy. He assumed that Tommy had heard the news that he had been kicked out from their other ‘friends’.

Steve wondered if Tommy had even thought about him at any point since Mr. Harrington came home and found them fucking on the leather sofa. He knew he could just call him or even show up at his house, but he didn’t really care.

He cleaned up after himself and went to go get another shower just get off the all the greasy, uneasy feeling from his jerk session.

He got ready for bed, but stopped when it came to putting on the pajamas. He licked his lips slowly for a moment and then put the pajamas back in the drawers. Steve slid under the sheets in just his underwear, allowing the silky softness of the satin sheets caress his skin.

He didn’t even know what time it was, only that he was tired. He had had such an emotional day. High highs and low lows. He just needed to sleep. To rest. To take care of himself. Just like Eddie wanted.

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[terrinakamura]

I’ve driven my BMW 2002 🇩🇪 for 46 years. Last weekend there was a 2002 meetup near @AlkiSurfShop 🏖️. I arrived at the end, & about 10 cars were still there 🚘. CAR STORIES How did you learn to drive 🚙? I took driver’s education in high school. It was great because: • High school teachers 🧑‍🏫 picked up extra cash 💵 teaching kids to drive • Students had affordable access to learning 🎓 • It was “fun” to learn with classmates 👫 In 2002 Washington State stopped funding driver’s ed, but with crashes among teens rising 📈, funding may be returning 💰. I knew nothing about cars when I was 17 🧒. I remember being behind the wheel & seeing terrified male classmates in the rearview mirror 😲. My driving teacher kept his foot poised on the instructor’s safety brake pedal. At first, I was awful ❌. The good news is I became a good driver 👏. FULL OR EMPTY? Do you know the phrase “Semper Paratus?” It means “Always Ready.” I like this motto. It might explain why I usually have a full gas tank ⛽. I feel the same way about my phone battery 📲. During a family gathering at @horsemarkcards, my phone was at 60% & I wanted to charge it before heading back to Seattle 🧭. I wondered if I was a weirdo, so I took a poll. I found people fell into 2 camps: 🔼Those who keep their cars fueled & phones charged 🔽Those who drove until their vehicles were on empty & let their phones get to 2% Today I met @alanabramowitz 📷 & I asked where he is on the spectrum 🌈? We’re kindred spirits 🤗. He calls it OCD, but I call it being prepared 🦸! Is there a regular, in-between type? I’ve yet to find one. Maybe you’re the first 🤷? Are you always prepared, or do you live dangerously? And how did you learn to drive 🤔? . . PHOTOS: #BMW2002 #BMW2002faq #everydaydriver #bimmerlife #bimmerinsta #bimmerlove #Bimmer at Ballard Custom Audio. I missed many 2002s at the meetup, so I'm sharing a few #BMWs from my last visit to see Patrick, Jeff, Colin, Andre, Brandon & Shawn at @midnightmotorsport; #driversed #semperparatus #alwaysready #liveontheedge . BOOKNOTES: ((HUGS)) & thanks @pierluigi_61, Mike Olver, Steve & Priscilla Otsuki . . . (at Ballard, Seattle) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cog72YROSGe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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One of a very select few hardtop convertibles in the game, the Carbonizzare was an extremely comfy daily driver. It really made me miss that short-lived glitch that allowed you to freeze-frame emotes in cars, throwing your hands up in the air like a good game of OutRun.

It took me a long time to truly appreciate the 9F Cabrio. I owned one very early on and sold it, not knowing much about it besides the novelty of it having a nonexistent model for its engine, but later in life I came to appreciate the first-generation real-life R8 and gave it another shot in my quest for more convertibles, and only then did it reveal its secrets to me. Quick acceleration, a charming engine note, and snappy handling with AWD as a safety net made it a joy to drive and a staple of my daily rotation for months.

The Surano was my first entry into small two-seater sports convertibles. I really wanted to try a soft top, but having unusable back seats bugged the hell out of me at the time, so the Surano fit the bill. It did its job well, but I eventually moved on to bigger and better cars.

I'm not much of a Bimmer guy, but my love for comfy two-door cars brought me to the wheel of a Zion Cabrio very late in my tenure. It didn't really "wow" me in any way, but at the same time, that was exactly what I was asking of it, and it delivered.

Now this majestic beast has some history. The Windsor Drop was one of my favorite cars from beginning to end. Being a four-door convertible made it tons of fun to bring friends, and I use that metaphor specifically because that's how it felt to drive. It was a huge luxury car that actually handled like a true land barge, with a bold but understated growl and handling that insisted you make reservations, yet never leaving you wanting for speed or power. This car really was the life of the party.

Did it bother anyone else that we got so many different flavors of Mustang, yet not one of them was a Fox? At least I was able to cope with a Mach 1 in the form of the Dominator GTT. This thing was a boomer cruiser through and through that I felt right at home bringing to missions with all the kids in their flashy import boxes.

In another universe, I feel like I would have fallen in love with the Deviant. It's got all the ingredients of a badass muscle car, and I'm not averse to restomods, but by the time it was released, my heart already belonged to other vehicles. If it had been released earlier, or starred in another game, we would have made beautiful music together.

The Duke O'Death is another old car that was catapulted to relevance when the Age of Missile Spam began. At first it was a niche vehicle exclusive to players who had started on PS360, but it was eventually made free for all players, and its explosive resistance was a lifesaver once everybody and their brother had homing missiles in their back pocket. It also helped that the Duke was extremely heavy and bullied its way through traffic easily, making it less susceptible to getting sideswiped by errant NPCs. It was a genuinely cool and balanced car that harkens back to a time when the game's vehicles were made with a little more care.

My best friend drove a Sabre Turbo Custom religiously, so when the F1 wheel glitches started appearing, I thought it was high time I got one of my own. This one in particular has a unique crew color on a velvety worn paint finish, which was grandfathered from an NPC-modified Sabre Turbo that rarely spawned with unobtainable paint. It proved to be great fun to go cruising together, and the lowrider hydraulics worked in tandem with the taller tires by allowing the car to tilt forward for a dragster look.

It may have been easy to mistake this for just another muscle car, but this was actually a Future Shock Imperator with all the trappings of an Arena War vehicle. Its immense power gave it high speed and terrible handling on paper, but well-timed use of shunt boost made it able to take 90-degree turns at full speed and make long jumps over hazards. Arena vehicles were some of my favorite cars to drive because they almost turned the game into a platformer with how differently they encouraged you to see the game world.

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[thecargays]

Oh nostalgia…

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