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While they ate, Kolivan told Keith more stories about his mom.
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We Could Always Begin Again
Chapter 7
Relationship: Gen Keith & Kolivan Rating: G Verse: We Are Wanderers
Warning: N/A
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Excerpt
“I am unsure about this… Halloween”, Kolivan said awkwardly. They were wearing a different clothes, one with shoulder pads and kimono-like wrap. “Are you sure your Human neighbors won’t be suspicious of my presence?”
“Believe me, people dressed weirder for Halloween”, Jamie answered, waving her hand carelessly. “Besides, tonight you’re gonna be Keith’s Uncle Ivan from Russia.”
We Could Always Begin Again
Chapter 1
Relationship: Gen Keith & Kolivan Rating: G Verse: We Are Wanderers
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Keith meets a stranger on his father’s grave.
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Chapter 5
Relationship: Gen Keith & Kolivan Rating: G Verse: We Are Wanderers
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“You seem… happier since you started hanging out with Kolivan”, Jamie said. “Like, yeah, I don’t trust them yet. But we’ve had you for seven months, and you’re still grieving. You used to visit your dad’s grave every single day and me and Bee didn’t know what to do.”
Jamie let out a dry chuckle. “But then, what? They showed up and suddenly you stopped visiting your dad’s grave—you said it yourself. You start moving on, and… I dunno. I'm kind of jealous of them. They did what we couldn’t do. They helped you heal.”
Keith didn’t know what to say. His chest felt so full he couldn’t breathe. So he gave her knee three squeezes.