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    "It's late to start riding," Jack said as Robby straightened, a neutral statement that was a protest nonetheless. They knew how to say things without saying anything, the two of them.

    Maybe that was part of the problem.

    Robby stared down at the still-sleeping baby. "I have a lot of things to see," he said, almost to himself, a double layer to that, one that Jack found oddly heartening.

    "And people to love," he said, taking a flier on it because why the fuck not.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Robby follows him as Jack starts working on the coffee, taking a seat at the peninsula that divides the kitchen from the rest of the apartment.

    “You still like it burned or have you gotten better taste since last time?” he teases, throwing a quick glance at Robby, who makes a face at him.

    They don’t do this often, crashing at each others’ places. Jack honestly can’t remember when exactly that last time was. Close to a year, he thinks, a Pirates game with a rain delay that then went into extra innings. It’s not that they don’t hang out when their schedules allow for it, it’s just that there’s always been more of a distance in their relationship outside work, like somehow the halls (and roof) of PTMC allow for more vulnerability than the halls of their own homes.

    “At this point I'll take whatever you give me and I'll like it,” Robby says, definitely with a grimace this time.
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    OR, five times Jack comes home to Robby unexpectedly at his place, plus one.

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    17 Apr 2026

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    "Tell me something that brings you comfort."

    "Something that brings me comfort?" Robby shot back, his tone mocking the frivolity of it, because he never was one to just follow directions.

    "Yes," Gene said, eternally unfazed. "It can be the smallest thing, whatever comes to mind."

    What came to mind was: Pens games, the trails at Frick Park, the rare book collection in the Oliver Room at Carnegie Main, a cortado at Sage Caffe. But what he said was: "Jack."

    ...wait. Shit.

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    He goes to the fridge to look for the bell peppers, and while he’s in there, he says, “It was a good first kiss. As far as I could tell. I hadn’t really kissed anyone before.” He takes an orange bell pepper from the bag his mom brought over and brings it over to the counter. “Not anyone I really wanted to kiss anyway.” He cuts the top and bottom off the pepper and then works on cutting out the seeds. “Ilya’s a good kisser,” he adds. And he can’t believe he’s just said that out loud to his mom.

    Shane and Ilya's dinner with Shane's parents at his house following the end of episode six.

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    27 Mar 2026

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    Shane Speaks Russian. Ilya is very in love.

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    26 Mar 2026