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    "Tommy— your form was good." Eret says. When Tommy makes eye contact with him, he looks a little worried, so he drops his gaze. There's a pause between them, as if Eret is considering something.

    He sounds.. hesitant. “Go again for me, this time on your left foot."

    Tommy's heart drops. Fuck.

    He knows it's going to be agonizing. His intestines are twisting themselves into knots just thinking about it, and he knows he can't refuse. Eret didn't ask this time, he told him to. He has to do it whether he wants to or not, or Eret will be mad. He doesn't want to make Eret mad— doesn't think he'd be able to handle himself if he was.

    Yes sir. "Okay."

     

    or, in which Tommy is used to having a figure skating coach that is always out for his throat. He’s still in the process of figuring out that his new coach, Eret, is decidedly.. nothing like his old one.

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    12 Mar 2023