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Grieving, Sam takes a leave of absence from his law firm to sort himself out. Instead, he meets his abrasive damaged neighbor, Gabriel. They discuss faith, literature, philosophy and all the many poor life decisions they've made.
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- Part 1 of Karass
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Oh my god actually beautiful and such a formative read
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this is GORGEOUS, truly a masterpiece! it's so beautiful and cleaver and poetic, and the talk between them, omg, it's beautiful, beautiful. really one of my favorite fics in this fandom.
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When he reached Gabriel’s classroom, the kids were involved in a complicated craft project that required a lot of glue and too much glitter. Sam sat down in an empty chair next to the girl who’d asked him for a drawing.
“Hi, Sam!” She said brightly. “My fingers are stuck together!”
“Cool.” He beamed at her. “What are you making?”
By the time Gabriel noticed him, Sam had already helped three kids with the petals for their paper flowers.
“I think I would have remembered getting a new T.A.”
“I took some personal time.” It sounded like the lie it was, but Sam didn’t care.
“Mr. G! She pulled my hair!” Someone cried. Gabriel pointed a finger at Sam.
“Stay.”
“That was the plan.” Sam agreed and went back to executing a perfect curve with Elmer’s glue.
Crafts melted into a belated afternoon snack, apple slices and milk. He discussed the merits of green apples over red with a boy missing both front teeth. Eventually, Sam had to concede that apples were generally depicted as red and therefore, the red ones were closer to the Platonic ideal of an apple.
“Also the green ones are too sour.” The boy declared.
“Sometimes a little sour is good.”
Gabriel narrowed his eyes across the room as if he’d caught the remark and taken it personally. Sam waved cheerfully at him.
“Sam,” one of the girls said seriously, “what about the yellow ones?”
“Too crumbly.” He declared.
They all nodded in agreement. Really, children were much more reasonable than Sam had been led to believe. They also found Gabriel as appealing as Sam did, winding around his legs like stray cats and Gabriel somehow managed to never even miss a step let alone crash to the ground. It was an impressive ballet that went through clean up time and into some bizarre rhyming game that led right up to the loudspeaker announcing the arrival of buses.
When the last child had had their bookbag adjusted on their shoulders and swept off down the hall, Gabriel turned to look at Sam expectantly.
“Hi.” Sam smiled at him and felt only a little like a complete moron.
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