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Where Do I Put My Stuff? | Tom & Anya

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Anya never carried a lot. She wasn’t a sentimental person by nature, and getting emotionally attached to inanimate objects seemed childish and stupid to her. However, there were a few things she could not leave behind; her father’s old glasses, her well taken care of violin, some old photo albums. Other than that, there were the essentials- clothes, cosmetics, shoes. She left her furniture at Zeev’s garage and rented her apartment in favor of living in Tom’s small house, which now contained the very few things she brought along with her.

Unpacking her garments, she thanked God Tom has such a big closet and little clothes, so it can easily carry both of their wardrobes. Making room for her blouses, she couldn’t help but to spot a quite awkward and dusty pile of neatly folded tie dye shirts. Really, Tom? Really? Cracking a small chuckle, the redhead ironically put on one of her spouse’s old shirts and turned to face him as he entered the room. “Are you kidding me? This?” She teased, pointing her fingers at the shirt she was wearing.

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DON’T DO IT | Tom & Anya

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You see this? This is why you should think before impulsively act, you idiotic fuck!

Anya was slightly surprised to see Olivia on her doorstep, but was downright shocked when the girl revealed her father is completely agonized without her and even threatened to take his own life. Is he insane? Really? A suicide? She wasn’t sure if Olivia is serious or not, but when she went in details on how her dad is completely immobilized and posses no will to live, she realized it might have to do with her overly cruel remark, about how he prefers drugs over his daughters.

This wasn’t her intention at all, goddamn it. Now she was on her way to the humble Duris household with her former student in the backseat of her car, thinking that even if Tom has no interest in seeing her (and she wouldn’t blame him if those are his sentiments), the least she can do is to bring the girl back home. It’s been two miserable weeks since the two split up, and she dreaded the upcoming awkward meeting, but knew this was something she had to do in order to set his mind straight. 

Parking her car on the street, she and Olivia rushed towards the house to find Tom watering the wild seeds in his garden. He didn’t look all that disturbed or unstable- what’s going on here? Brushing off those suspicious thoughts, she headed towards the man and repeated the words she’s about to say in her mind. “Are you fucking kidding me? Suicide?” She exclaimed, without even greeting him, “Look, I didn’t mean those things- okay? Just, don’t fucking kill yourself.”

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Is This The End? | Tom & Anya

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It was 7:00 AM, and Anya still couldn’t fall asleep. Lying in Tom’s arms she felt protected and safe, but also acknowledged that this situation is only temporary. No, now that he finally knows her history (or at least some of it, and not the pretty parts), it will dawn him eventually that she’s not all that lovable and definitely not girlfriend material, and will leave her as soon as it happens. Even if they didn’t knew each other for long, Tom made her feel so loved and accepted while being the sweetest, kindest man she ever had the chance to encounter- she never held such sentiments towards someone before, and even if she couldn’t admit it out loud or even to herself, he was undoubtedly the love of her life.

Too bad that she wasn’t his. She couldn’t be, he deserves someone better.

Sneaking out of her own bed, she tried to not make a fuss and wake the man up. Instead, she wrapped a robe around her body, ambling towards the kitchen and boiling some water. As she began making coffee for the both of them, thoughts ran through her mind like they were competing at the fucking Olympic games. She hated herself for having this thought, but it was unavoidable; she has to end this before Tom does. She can’t let her heart break again, and having it come from Tom would make things even more unbearable. 

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Meeting The Parents | Tom & Anya

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What a dreadful moment it was, meeting your boyfriend’s parents. To say Anya wasn’t great at interacting with adults was an understatement, but considering she actually wanted to make a good first impression, she had to be extra charming tonight. She genuinely liked Tom, and longed for a mutual likeness from his family. She already gained it from Olivia, Tom’s daughter, and now she needed to try her hardest to seem lovable in the eyes of the older couple. Only problem was that her own parents shall be joining the gather, or most accurately- her mother.

She and Tom decided on a whim to combine the parents’ meetings in order to get this over with as soon as possible, but now Anya wasn’t sure it was a great idea; while her step father Zeev swore to behave, her mother Lyudmila promised no such thing. Despite warning her to not say anything mean about her or Tom’s family, the older woman replied she will not hold her tongue in favor of group harmony, which made Anya extremely anxious. If there’s anything her mother knows very well, it’s ruining her life piece after piece.

Hearing the doorbell, the redhead quickly rushed towards the entrance. As she opened the door, the pleasant faces of her boyfriend and parents were revealed. “Hey, welcome.” She stated in her usual slight Russian accent, making room for the three people and subtly signaling signs of distress to Tom. “I’m Anya,” She introduced herself in a simple matter, “This is my step father, Zeev-” She said, indicating the older smiling man on the couch, “And my mother, Lyudmila.” She remarked sternly. “Hey, how’s it going?” Zeev grinned in an even Russian-er accent, getting up from the couch in order to shake Tom’s father’s hand, while Lyudmila remained seated on the couch, silently glaring. Oh God, it isn’t a good sign, isn’t it?