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  1. Rec 4

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    “Do you understand me, private?” Trott asks sternly. “I will not have disobedience, not from you, or from your tart-mouthed lackeys.”
    Ross purses his lips together, holds his tongue, as Trott circles him again.
    “If you keep up your horrible disregard for the rules, you’ll have my foot up your ass faster than you can blink.” He states bitterly.
    Ross hears Trott stall his steps behind him, heavy boots shuffling to a standstill.
    “But not to worry, private...” Trott murmurs, voice softening in tone as he strokes a leather-clad finger down Ross’ spine. “I’ll whip you into shape.”

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  3. Rec 6

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    It’s just that he wants the mist to make him forget. He wants it to conceal his sight, twist his mind and fill his heart (turn it heavy, fill every inch, every space, so he can pretend it’s love when it’s not).

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    why a god and mortal will never be able to remain together
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  4. Public Bookmark 5

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    grief is merely a process to allow you to let go of the things that were and to be ready for the things that will be.

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    ross learns to let go and move on,
    but not to forget)

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  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    Smith grips his pencil more tightly and grits his teeth while he tries to put the thoughts out of his head. He needs to stay on task, as pleasant as escaping from his work for a few seconds might be. In an effort to relax into his work again, he tilts his head back and rolls his neck to stretch the muscles there, sighing heavily.

    The more he tries, though, the more his thoughts seem to wonder, always finding a way back to his roommate. He knows exactly why the thoughts of his friend are so obstinate in his mind, recognises fully the fact that it's a crush, similar to all the crushes on girls he's had before. But different. Because he's a guy. Not that that's a problem - of course not. He just never thought he'd ever fancy a guy, when for all intents and purposes, he's seemed straight.

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