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  1. Rec 2

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    “Fucking– goddamn– shit,” Sam snarls, and Andrew slips into the kitchen, studying the scene in front of him.

    Sam’s knuckles are bloody.

    “Sam–” Andrew starts, careful but not cautious. He only makes it a step closer before Sam’s voice cuts through the air, ragged and sharp.

    “Don’t,” he snaps. The tension in his body bleeds into defeat, guilt, and he thunks his forehead gently against the refrigerator door. “Don’t,” he repeats, steadier. “You’ll get glass in your feet, Blur.”

    *

    Or, Sam has a shit day. He asks Andrew to make it better.

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    08 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 2

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    “You ever been in love, Blur?”

    Andrew is loose-limbed and loose-lipped, sprawled out half naked on Sam’s porch.

    Somewhere to his left, past the soft yellow glow of the porch light and rickety latticework, the forest gapes and darkness yawns. He feels it dully, distantly- something icy stretching past the boundary of the tree line, reaching, trying to burrow in and take.

    Sam’s leg is a warm weight over Andrew’s. Bent at the knee and tipped sideways across Andrew’s thigh, a firm-solid pressure that presses him into his body and keeps him there.

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    Or, what would’ve happened if Andrew had made the first move.

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    05 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 15

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    The Blur’s house is three storys tall, easily twice as big as the house Ed bought in Nashville, the one Andrew still, technically, lives in with Riley and his partners event though all his stuff has made its way into Sam’s house; his clothes hanging next to Sam’s in his closet, his beer in Sam’s fridge, his boots at Sam’s front door.

    Suddenly, Sam wishes they were at home, sitting on the couch with their bodies tucked against each other.

    He takes a deep breath and turns off the car, pulling his keys out of the ignition. He turns and Andrew is staring at the house like it’s going to bite him. Sam squints at him before reaching out and pinching his chin between his thumb and his forefinger. He shakes him gently.

    “Come on,” Sam says. “Let’s meet your parents.”

    or, Sam spends Christmas with the Blurs

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    13 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 64

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    Any kid who’d grown up in the hollers knew a car was freedom made metal. Sam had no intention of relinquishing it.

     

    Sam Halse, after.

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    12 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    "You said what?"

    “That, uh, that he should stop trying his luck 'cus Izzy’s already got me?” Frenchie chances a glance up from the floorboards. Izzy’s pinching the bridge of his nose

    “And it worked?” 

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    10 Sep 2025