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    He only realizes he’s doing it when it’s too late to stop.

    He’s standing in the drink aisle of the grocery store, checking the expiration dates on the cans of Coke, mentally cross-checking them with Boston’s away game schedule, and the reality hits him like someone shook one of those cans and popped it open. A snap. A fizz. A mess.

    Shane is making space for Ilya.

     

    (or, lessons in budget-friendly shopping, home decor, and resisting the urge to neatly combine all your situationship’s shit into a drawer in your bedroom because you might be falling in love with him: a seven-ish step guide by shane hollander, who is so, so fucked)

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    “What else you got in your go-bag?” She found herself asking in awe. It hadn’t been a medically relevant question – not really. Not a learning opportunity, not something that would help the patient, just curiosity. Perhaps it started then; the itch to know what made Jack Abbot tick, to know what he deems essential. To know what he wants within arms reach at any given moment.

    (Or: the evolution of Doctor Mohan's go-bag after Pittfest.)

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    “Robby force you to take a break?” he asks when she’s close enough to not have to yell.

    “Yeah.”

    “Me too,” he huffs. “Like he’s my superior or something. Asshole.”

    Samira laughs, bending down to put her coffee down, balancing her sandwich on the lid, and then leans her forearms on the railing, far enough away to still be able to look at the side of his face, but close enough that she feels a little more confident she’ll be able to do something if he… Well. “Should you be sitting over there?” she asks, staring at the slight slope of his nose, the shadow of his eyelashes across on the top of his freckled cheekbone.

    “Probably not,” he answers in a casual tone. “At least I’m sitting.”

    That doesn’t comfort her very much, but she figures there’s no point in fighting him on it, so she turns and sits down with her back against the warm metal, mirroring him. “You want half of my sandwich?” she offers, twisting her upper body to hold it out to him.

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    this was what they meant, he thought, in the haftarot of consolation, behold I will set your stones with carbuncle, and I will lay your foundations with sapphires, the foundations of his soul had been cleared out and replaced with glittering stones and he felt— free, unencumbered, like nothing and nobody could hurt him, not ever again.

     

    Pittsburgh, 1986-1990.

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    Samira's had her whole life mapped out since she was thirteen. You know what they say about best-laid plans.

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