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cambridge isn’t exactly home — adam’s not sure what home is anymore, if he ever really knew — but it’s away from the west virginia dirt he came from and that’s something. maybe not the something that he set out to find ; maybe he had to leave too much behind at point a for a stepping stone of a point b but it was a choice he made. just him. one the days where the homesickness for before starts to crawl too far up his throat he heads into boston and spends a couple nights on rhea’s couch.
he’s currently on his way back from one of these visits, feeling recharged and nostalgic and sporting a new, handcrafted scarf as per tradition. normally he’d take the t and be done with it but for whatever reason, he hangs around downtown, beat up backpack hanging off one shoulder, nursing a cup of coffee and wishing he had a cigarette. maybe he’s not quite ready to go back to summer courses and being the new adam.
