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    “I fell through the ice, one time,” Ilya murmured, “Skating on a lake. Playing hockey.”

    ”Oh, shit. Really?”

    ”Mhm.” Ilya nodded. He had never spoken about this to anyone. Ever. “It was maybe a few months after my mother died. Skating outside was very normal in the winter.”

    ”Pond hockey,” Shane said, and Ilya could feel him smiling softly against his chest. He imagined a teeny tiny Shane in his teeny tiny hockey gear, skating out onto a big Canadian lake. No wonder he grew up to be such a hockey machine. 

    “Yes. Exactly. Coach thought the ice was thick enough, but…” 

    But it wasn’t goes unsaid. He’d never spoken about this to anyone because frankly, he was embarrassed. Not for falling in, but for still being so fucking affected by it. Of course, it was terrifying at the time. What kind of twelve year old is equipped for that? 

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    shane gets dementia and dies. heartbreaking

  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    "You're freezing," Shane said cautiously.

    “No, no, I am so warm. But it is great! Here, look, I made food,” Ilya said and all but tore his hand back because Shane was trying to turn it over to where the cut was. He turned back to the frying pan.

    The meat was burnt. Why did that keep happening?

    “Ilya. You're really, really freaking me out right now.”

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    Ilya was a hiker. He lived on mountains and in their ravines. It was life as he had known it for over a decade. It was how Ilya was, a trait passed down from his mother.

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    “I am a Slavic man from Moscow born when the USSR was still unified,” Ilya says bluntly as if that explains everything. Annoyingly, it kind of does. “I just thought you were, I don't know what word is, quirky?”

    “Quirky?” He can’t keep the disbelief out of his voice. “Really, Ilya?”
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    Shane Hollander is autistic. Everyone knows he's autistic, but they didn't know he knew he was autistic.

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    this cracked me up

  5. Public Bookmark 66

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    imagine if alexei was nice