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    That’s hockey, baby. There’s only three options: you go until you’re a victor, a loser, or dead.

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    12 Jan 2025

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    Patrick Brewer would always remember the first words ever spoken to him by the man who he would eventually marry, because they were “What the fuck are you doing? Are you an idiot?”

    The Firefighter-AU enemies-to-secret-husbands fic I didn't know I wanted to write. NOW COMPLETE!

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    01 Jun 2021

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    Patrick wondered if this was an elaborate prank, and Ashton Kutcher was about to pop out from behind the sale rack. “So, you want me to date your son briefly in exchange for money.”

    Mrs. Rose smiled, reminding him of a shark. “Do we have an agreement?”

    Or: the Failure to Launch AU everyone (okay, I) wanted.

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    15 May 2021

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    The wedding's over. They've said their goodbyes. Their honeymoon's a week together in the apartment without anyone bothering them, and David doesn't know how to be this happy, and sad, together, at once.

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    18 Mar 2021

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    Eyes on the empty space where all the bars he’s ever been in keep their taps, he gives voice to something he’s been too afraid to say. Something he couldn’t even tell Rachel. “I don’t know what I want.”

    Patrick looks at David again. His gaze keeps returning to him, like he’s magnetized or something. He’s never watched someone this closely. When they made a drink, that is. At his old bar, the one a few blocks from their old apartment, most of the mixed drinks were half rum, half Coke.

    David slides the drink across the bar. “Then it might be time to find out.”

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    Or, Patrick runs away to Toronto. David is the bartender--ahem, mixologist--at the bar he finds nearby.

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    17 Mar 2021