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Garrett & Devlin: A Relationship Built on Conflict, Care, and Ghosts

  • Writer: Kaitlyn Hiller
    Kaitlyn Hiller
  • Sep 29
  • 4 min read

Every great story has a relationship at its heart that’s messy, contradictory, and impossible to ignore. In High Tech Low Life, that bond belongs to Garrett and Devlin. On the surface, they should be enemies. Underneath, they’re bound by grief, betrayal, and an uncanny echo of a woman Garrett once loved.


Their dynamic is volatile, but that volatility is exactly what makes it magnetic for readers. Let’s dive into the layers.


Haunted by Sam: The Ghost in the Room


Devlin isn’t just another fugitive to Garrett—he’s a living reminder of Sam, the woman Garrett lost. Devlin was created from Sam’s remains, which turns every encounter between them into a collision of memory and reality.


“I—” He swallowed hard. “I was built using her.”
Garrett’s breathing was sharp and uneven, his fingers twitching at his sides. He looked at Devlin like he was seeing a ghost, his eyes wide. His lips parted, but no sound came out. Then, so softly Devlin almost didn’t hear it, Garrett whispered, “Oh my God.”

For Garrett, Devlin’s very existence is both a desecration and the only piece of Sam left behind. That contradiction drives much of their conflict—Garrett can’t let go, and Devlin can’t stop being a reminder.


Venom and Vulnerability


When words aren’t enough, their fights cut deep. They lash out to protect themselves from hurt, but beneath the venom there’s a raw honesty that slips through.


“Dead fucking serious,” Devlin responded, his voice sharper than it had been in days. “You want me to weep on your shoulder? Want to get close again so you can have a tender moment with Sam’s living remains?”
Garrett’s breath seized. “You’re such a fucking asshole, do you know that?!”

Here, Devlin weaponizes Sam’s memory against Garrett, while Garrett’s outburst reveals the depth of his own grief. Their arguments aren’t just anger—they’re love, guilt, and pain twisting into something that feels like violence.


Therapy That Isn’t Therapy


Their unresolved tension is so disruptive that it bleeds into the team dynamic. Devon even forces them into a mock “therapy” session, which only underlines how inseparable their issues have become.


“So you’re here for couples therapy,” [Devon] started, stroking his temples.
Garrett jerked. “We are not a ‘couple.’”
“Not even close,” Devlin mumbled. …
Garrett: “I feel like he’s a self-destructive asshole who refuses to acknowledge when people truly give a shit about him.”
Devlin: “I feel like he’s the most frustratingly persistent person I’ve ever met and that he’s keeping me around only because he thinks it’s what Sam would’ve wanted.”

Their dynamic isn’t just personal—it’s disruptive. Everyone else can feel it, which makes their relationship not just intimate but central to the larger narrative.


Protector vs. Self-Destructive


For all the venom, Garrett repeatedly steps into the role of protector. Devlin may infuriate him, but he can’t walk away.


Garrett reached out before Devlin could spiral further. His hand rested on Devlin’s shoulder, firm but not forceful… Garrett grabbed the chair from the desk, dragged it next to Devlin’s bed, and sat back down.
Devlin blinked at him. “What the hell are you doing?”
Garrett crossed his arms. “Babysitting.”

Devlin calls him a troublemaker, mocks him, resists him—but when the nightmares creep in, Garrett is still the one sitting at his side.


Banter and Unspoken Heat


Underneath the anger and the grief, their interactions carry a tension that reads like banter but hints at something deeper.


Devlin, grinning: “I could watch him… He indulges daily in some form of debauchery, and if he doesn’t—”
Garrett tilted his head, then looked at Devon. “You think that was his way of asking to join?” … “Kinda sounded like he was offering to be my roommate. After all . . . he does seem to understand my mannerisms already.”

The moment is playful, but it brushes against intimacy. They bicker like rivals, but the way they orbit each other is almost domestic.


Violence That Feels Like Intimacy


Their relationship pushes past words into physical confrontations that blur the line between anger and connection.


Garrett’s hands trembled as he dragged them through his hair. “No—no.” His voice cracked. “That doesn’t make any fucking sense. That can’t be true.” 

Devlin took a slow, cautious step toward him. “Garrett—”
“Don’t.” Garrett backed away, his golden eyes blazing… Then, without thinking, his hand snapped out, grabbing Devlin by the throat and slamming him into the nearest wall. “They butchered her. They ripped her apart—and then they made you.”

It’s violence, yes—but also intimacy. Garrett touches Devlin because he can’t not. Devlin lets him, because part of him understands. The scene isn’t about domination—it’s about two people consumed by grief, trying to survive the collision.


Conclusion: A Dynamic Built on Contradiction


Garrett and Devlin’s relationship is many things at once:


  • A ghost story (Sam haunts every interaction).

  • A battlefield (they fight with words, fists, and silence).

  • A shield and a sword (Garrett protects, Devlin self-destructs).

  • A reluctant bond (they orbit each other even when they try not to).


It’s love and hate, memory and reality, protector and saboteur, all tangled into one volatile connection. And that’s exactly why readers can’t look away.


Because in the end, Garrett and Devlin aren’t just allies or rivals. They’re the wound and the salve, the problem and the solution, the one person who can cut deepest—and the one person who refuses to let go.


👉 For readers: Do you see Garrett and Devlin as destined enemies, reluctant partners, or something messier in between? Drop your thoughts—I want to hear how you read them.



—Kaitlyn & Michael 💜

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