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(WORK IS ON HIATUS)
“I think he needs to go to the hospital,” Sid tells the nurse, who nods briskly and turns for a radio. “Nolan,” Sid continues. “Can you hear me?”
“Of course I can hear you,” Nolan says through gritted teeth. “I hit my head, I’m not deaf. Why am I wearing a fucking Penguins jersey?”
Sid speaks slowly, as if Nolan has brain damage. “Because you’re a Penguin, Nolan.”
Nolan stares at him. There’s no way Sid said what Nolan heard.
“I think I need to go to a hospital,” he finally says.
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24 Jan 2021
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Nolan's met what feels like a ton of people since him and Kev moved out here, and he barely remembers their faces, despite every single one of them telling Kevin their whole life stories while Nolan sat back and scowled.
He remembers TK though: how he'd somehow taught Nolan how to use an axe without making him feel stupid, how he'd said "I like your shirt," and made Nolan feel nervous, and the exact way he'd said, "I need a little ponytail like you," so sincere it was, like, weird.
He had recognized TK's black truck pulling into the driveway, even before TK bounced out and started yelling about goats.
Temporarily on hiatus due to life being overwhelming.
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27 Dec 2020
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Auston tries not to stare.
But then he quickly gives up when the guy is shirtless in front of him: all lean muscles, just too far on the wrong side of skinny but with smooth, pale skin, upper arms and sides of his chest covered with ink, light brown hair tousled and cheeks tinted with a nice flush; either from the cold or the exertion of the skateboard ride or both. His jeans sit low on his hips, providing Auston with a glimpse of another tattoo next to the right hip bone.
It's only half a second, yet it's enough for Auston's mouth to suddenly feel as dry as the desert in Arizona.
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23 Jul 2020
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All the things yet to come are the things that have passed
Like the holding of hands, like the breaking of glass
Like the bonfire that burns, in worth, in a fight felt too
Wasteland, baby
I'm in love
I'm in love with youThe Zombie Apocalypse/Road Trip AU
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21 Jul 2020
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Dedicated to Sidney Crosby's butt.
We are all Tina Belcher.
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04 Jun 2017