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“So, Colin, how are you feeling today?”
Colin takes a short breath. In front of him, Dr Sharon Fieldstone is looking at him intently. Her expression is unreadable, but her eyes are kind.
“Yeah, good, yeah. It’s been a bit of a weird week, but other than that, good.” Colin stammers.
“I can imagine,” Dr Sharon says, opening her notebook and making the first notes on an empty page. “Why don’t you tell me what brought you here?”Season 2, as told through Colin's perspective and his sessions with Dr Sharon.
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Evan sits back on his haunches, unweighting Tommy's legs, and he feels like maybe he could float away from here, unmoored as he is from the bed, from the situation. He's in trouble now, or he will be in a few seconds, but for just this moment he's removed from the forces of gravity, and it feels nice.
"Tommy," Evan says, a tremor in his voice, and that's enough to bring Tommy rocketing back down to Earth. "That wasn't a sext, was it."
Tommy makes a decision. Buck meets him halfway.
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- Part 1 of A tunnel to crawl through
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02 Jun 2025
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A 10 + 1 about Tommy and Buck being friends. Until they aren't.
“You gave us a hashtag?”
He looks over to see. Oh. Oh no. She gave them two hashtags, #(not)burningdownthehouse and #lightmyfire and he’s never going to be able to look Athena in the eyes again. “Oh my god,” he says faintly.
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20 May 2025
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"Evan," Tommy says, and the brittle look on his face makes Buck stop laughing right then and there. "What's going on?"
"Oh, you know," Buck says. "I'm being evicted."
Buck doesn't find a new home. He makes it.
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16 May 2025
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“Did you… is- when you-” He didn’t know how to say it. Didn’t know if he could. But the lady was staring at him like he was growing a second head. “The morgue.”
Her face softened. “Give me a second, I’ll check.”
He couldn’t do this. Each second felt like an eternity. They’d just lost Bobby. He was still waking up in the middle of the night thinking about it. Still having nightmares that it was Evan in that room, taking his last breath all alone.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” she began, and he felt his heart drop, “our system is slow today. It’s taking a while to load.”
He leaned against the desk, resting his head in his hands. Breathe. “It’s okay,” he replied, voice calm despite the rest of him being a mess. “I just c-”
“Tommy?”
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11 May 2025