Fics like Under the pressure (it's where we are, babe)

Taking a deep breath, Clem carefully opened the door, still not sure what to expect. The staircase wasn’t too bad, though it could do with a bit of cleaning. The kitchen, though... The empty bottles, takeaway boxes, and ashtrays full of cigarette butts became a familiar sight, but why the hell was the floor covered with a thin layer of water? He sat on the nearest barstool and tried to focus, but his brain didn’t quite want to cooperate. Absent-mindedly, he opened the nearest drawer and reached for the bottle of painkillers, his best friend these days, but it betrayed him by being totally empty. Okay, coffee would do too; first coffee, then recollecting. or: Clem tries to get over his heartbreak, saving whatever is left of his career in the meantime. Marcus is... wait, where the hell is Marcus?

Fics like Under the pressure (it's where we are, babe)

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