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"Do you even like skating anymore, Zoey?"
Zoey remembers recoiling from the question like it had been a rubber band snapping against her skin — the truth sitting in the back of her throat, heavy and unyielding, refusing to let the of course I do, I'm sorry, I'll do better next time pass through until she had finally choked out-
"I don't think so."
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zoey's first olympics after coming out of retirement.- Language:
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Their manager's chirp makes Zoey's heart rate spike all over again the same way it had used to when -
Nu-uh. Not going there. She shakes off the wisps of cardamon and black pepper perfume that suddenly make their way into her lungs, burrowing themselves deep in her chest cavity.
They do that a lot. Cedarwood and bergamot will forever haunt her, she knows, and she's somewhat come to terms with it - her smell loitering in auditoriums, concert halls, and even Zoey's pillows late at night is a small price to pay for Zoey had done to her, even if it makes her a little muzzy and sick to the stomach every time she picks the scent up.
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one big character study where i put both of them in the blender to make a really nice purple smoothie!!! i love my girls (there probably will be a happy ending im not TOO mean)