i wanted to be barefoot but knew it would be weird so instead i just sort of hovered around you while you smoked and the awnings dripped. — @/inkskinned
something about the unspoken fragility of the summers. after and in the cracks between the olympics and the playoffs. the loss and the love.
shout out to these two fics that hit this specific sidnate dynamic soo well, incredibly compelling to me ❤️






















