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    You have three new messages. First message, from 4:12 AM.

    Hey Samira, I’m gonna just keep calling until I’ve spoken to you or you show up in the Pitt, but uh… you gotta come get your boy. He’s f-fine, just a little concussion, it may or may not be my fault—I didn’t start the fight, but I sure didn’t de-escalate it, you know? Anyway, Abbot saved my ass from getting murked in Chairs and uh. It’s not great. Love you, bye!

    Second message, from 4:18 AM.

    Hey Samira, he’s specifically asked me to stop calling you, but I’m more afraid of you than I’m afraid of him, because you’ll be disappointed in me and that’s worse—

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    Jack Abbot takes a punch. It's not what hurts the most.

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    08 May 2026

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    archiveofourown.org/works/65399134

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    “How long do I have you for?”

    “For the next 43 hours,” Patrick replies, and the feeling of disbelief in David’s gut morphs into desire, into want, accompanied by something he cannot yet name.

    “Then we better make the most of them.”

    Or, this is your places call for Part Three of Favored Nations. Places.

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    14 Apr 2026

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    yay

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    "It's Santos."

    Parker's dry observations flitted through Jack's mind again—that ever-present question of whether he should raise it...but now didn't seem like the time. "A month in and still driving you up the wall? What'd she do this time?"

    Robby shook his head, despairing. "What didn't she do?" Then he refocused on Jack, something sharper there, more intent. "Doesn't matter. Distract me?"

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    10 Mar 2026

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    "You are Hunter's boyfriend," the guy says, looming. He's holding a glass of vodka that probably costs more than what Kip earns in a day.

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    31 Jan 2026

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/76799151

    scott/kip

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    Ilya tries to breathe. Shane is the one who panics. In fact, Ilya has been so calm over the past hour. So, so calm. Soooooooo so so so amazingly calm that maybe Shane will reward him with a very nice blowjob later. Ilya has been calm because Shane needs a rock to lean on, but Shane is gone and now Ilya is panicking. This is his only chance to rectify the first, shirtless impression he made on Shane’s father.

    “Do you still read New Yorker?”

    OR: Ilya, on the confluence of Shane with David, Yuna, and Svetlana.

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    16 Jan 2026

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    I am
    Going to cry