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“It’s just—this is the first time in my life that everything has been right. For any substantial amount of time. And I’m afraid if this one thing changes, what if other things start to fall apart too? What if us having this deed to this town is the glue that’s holding my life together?”
Or, someone makes a serious offer for to buy Schitt's Creek, and everyone struggles with what that means for the future. It also means David has to wrestle with everyone else's emotions.
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- Part 2 of The Empath Verse
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“You’re either very impatient or extremely sure of yourself,” he says, a little bit biting, because it’s all Patrick’s fault he’s off-kilter anyway. It doesn’t feel fair that Patrick gets to laugh at him when if Ray was doing this little interview, David would be just fine.
“Threw you a bit of a change-up there, huh?” Patrick replies, quick, grinning so hard he’s practically glowing, and all David can think is yes, yes you fucking did.
Or, everything is the same but David is an empath who can feel other people's emotions through touch.
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- Part 1 of The Empath Verse
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Swallowing thickly, he pulls his toque onto his head and numbly fumbles for the door handle, grabbing one of his bags from the backseat, barely feeling the cold as he slowly heads towards the cabin.
There’s no way.
But there is, apparently.“Oh,” he breathes, because up until the moment he watches his ex-husband walk out of their kitchen, he honestly didn’t believe he’d actually find David here when he opened the front door.
Or, Happy Golden Days of Yore from Patrick's POV.
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- Part 2 of let your heart be light
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He exhales a shaky breath and then checks his watch; the train is running late, and the later it gets, the more the anxiety builds at the base of Patrick’s spine. The more his brain whispers this is a bad idea, asks is this really something you’re ready to know? He tries to distract himself by observing the myriad of other people waiting—an older, heavy-set couple wearing matching t-shirts, a large group of loud teenagers with seriously abrasive accents, a distinctly European trio of men arguing in what sounds like German. He assumes they’re mostly tourists; he is, after all, staying near Times Square, and he’s pretty sure any self-respecting New Yorker avoids this particular station at all costs. It’s not like he was dying to eat at a New York City TGI Friday’s himself, but the hotels really did seem to be the best bang for his buck.
The distant whir of the oncoming train sparks him out of contemplating subpar American food, and he swallows, mouth dry, feeling more like a man on his way to a sentencing hearing than a college graduate on a solo vacation, going to a bar for a drink.
It’s just a bar. It’s just a drink.
A handsome stranger falls asleep on Patrick on the subway. Alt meet.
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- Part 9 of 'Olive' Our Best Wishes: A birthday collection
- Part 1 of I Know The End
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Eyes on the empty space where all the bars he’s ever been in keep their taps, he gives voice to something he’s been too afraid to say. Something he couldn’t even tell Rachel. “I don’t know what I want.”
Patrick looks at David again. His gaze keeps returning to him, like he’s magnetized or something. He’s never watched someone this closely. When they made a drink, that is. At his old bar, the one a few blocks from their old apartment, most of the mixed drinks were half rum, half Coke.
David slides the drink across the bar. “Then it might be time to find out.”
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Or, Patrick runs away to Toronto. David is the bartender--ahem, mixologist--at the bar he finds nearby.