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He hadn’t seen Sid in two weeks. Sid had dark circles under his eyes and the beginnings of a beard; even though he looked awful, a thrill went through Zhenya’s body at seeing him.
Sid said, “Have you checked your phone yet this morning?”
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12 Jul 2026
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Zhenya was a little embarrassed to admit that part of the reason he had green-lit this trade to Pittsburgh in the first place was because of Crosby himself: his insane hockey, his wolfish smile, the lingering remnants of Zhenya’s boyhood crush. Zhenya propped his stick against the wall and stuck out his hand to shake.
“Hey,” he said, smiling and hoping it didn’t look too stupid. “Evgeni.”
But Crosby didn’t take off his gloves and shake hands like Hornqvist had. He waved his hand in apology, thick inside his dirty glove. “Hey,” he replied curtly. “Sid.”
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15 Jun 2026
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A Different Kind Of Light by saintroux for faith_girl222 (faithgirl)
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28 Jun 2018
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The photo was a little blurry, a seriously round ass against a patterned wall. He opened it up, and the description was a little misspelled, but when he swiped over to the next photo, there was no mistaking it—a body he’d seen a thousand times, the slightly pink tan, the rubber bracelet.
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13 Jun 2026
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The naiad moved in shortly after Sid finished his house, that first summer, a week after he filled the pool. He noticed some splashing one morning while he was eating breakfast, and when he went outside to investigate, she popped her head up out of the water, clung to the side of the pool, and hissed at him.
“Uh,” Sid said, still holding a slice of toast in one hand. Dew from the grass chilled his bare feet. “Are you—hi?”
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10 Jun 2026
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Gabe’s on the ice, playing a mediocre game, when Stephen’s career ends.
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17 May 2026
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“What do you want me to do?” Gabe asks, plaintive. “You want me to quit? We could--we could go to school, our grades were--”