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Carol Sturka, a novelist and English professor, struggles with grief and isolation after the death of her wife. Upon her return to work, Carol discovers she is now forced to share her classroom with Zosia Rybak, an ESL instructor. Initially resentful, Carol learns that Zosia admires her writing and specifically requested to work with her. Time heals, and even though Carol's wounds are deep, she learns that there's something still left for her to pursue.
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13 Apr 2026
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“I don’t know what you want me to say, Zosia,” Carol admitted, exasperated. “That I feel like I’m walking on eggshells around you? That I feel like I owe it to you to be a little nicer? That I feel guilty for taking advantage of you while you weren’t really yourself?”
Zosia huffed. “So you decided that giving me this half-assed version of yourself was going to absolve you of your previous shitty behavior?”
Carol didn’t know what to do except shrug.
“I know you,” Zosia said slowly. “Intimately and against my will. You were shoved into my molecules, my pores. I know the fire you keep in your belly. I know you stoke it yourself. I know you swallow coals and timber just to keep yourself going, however unpleasant it may be.”
A cold sweat broke across Carol’s neck. She remained silent.
“It’s not going to… make me feel better if you repress that side of yourself with the intention of pacifying me,” Zosia continued. “It makes me feel guilty, for whatever reason, and feeling guilty about you is the last thing I need right now. Or ever. You don’t deserve my guilt. Not after everything.”
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Yet another rendition of the aftermath of Carol and Manousos un-hiving Zosia.
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10 Mar 2026
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That was when she turned the corner and her eyes landed on a diner. Its ‘Open 24 hours’ sign was still glowing softly against the dark sky.
Convenient, she thought, arching an eyebrow. A truly good cup of coffee might help her write, too.
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The Diner AU
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10 Mar 2026
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“I didn’t keep most of the memories. Other people’s memories. I get flashes of big things, births, deaths. Except about you.”
Carol feels the confusion slip onto her face. Nervousness creeps up her spine again. “Me?”
“I know everything that anybody has ever thought about you, Carol. Every memory. Every feeling. Helen. Your ex-girlfriends. Your dentist. It’s like I have a Carol encyclopedia in my head.”
Carol had thought that she was done experiencing fresh horrors. What a nightmare it is to realize that she is not. “Oh, god.” She says.
“Oh, god,” Zosia agrees.
After they manage to break Zosia free of the hive, Zosia and Carol try to navigate the field of landmines that is their relationship.
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30 Jan 2026
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Victoria slams to a halt in the middle of the floor, feeling like she’s been sucker-punched in the stomach by a brick wall with hands. She can only stare, because holy shit. Because that is Cassie McKay, and she’s here at Blue Moon, at the lesbian bar, the bar where lesbians go, holding a can of Diet Coke and leaning casually against the wall as she smiles down at a pretty, dark-haired girl who looks twenty-four at most.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
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19 Jan 2026