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Anna is pacing in her room, Sasha still hasn’t returned and everything feels surreal. She’s won gold but Anna doubts it’ll feel real even with her medal in her hand after the ceremony. She’s just empty, exhausted... The only intense feeling is worry about Sasha. But maybe Sasha doesn’t want to see her. Already in her pyjamas, she leaves the room to visit Zhenya Tarasova…
Sasha wipes off the last traces of tears, takes a deep breath and enters the building. She decided she’d just quickly grab the duvet and her PJs and would sleep somewhere else. And if she’ll have to sleep in the lobby, so be it!
Anna thanks Zhenya who’s offered her half of the giant bed. “I don’t want to be alone, Sasha’s not there and if she comes, I don’t want to disturb her… I’ll just go get my things.”
She opens the room, Sasha is there packing her stuff.
“I … didn’t want to-“ she retreats to the door.
“Congrats to the gold,” Sasha says and smiles slightly.
“You know this is nothing against you,” Sasha continues despite tears welling up in her eyes. “I just wanted it so much,” she sighs.
“I know,” Anna whispers and pets Sasha’s hair.
“Can I help you make the braid?”
Sasha contemplates it for a while, weaving her hands through the long strands. “It’s so messy,” she notices.
Anna joins her, sits down opposite Sasha and starts combing her hair. Sasha suddenly puts her head on Anna’s shoulder, all tension in her body leaving her, she lies on Anna with all her weight and Anna strokes her back, leaving gentle kisses on Sasha’s forehead.
They sit in tight embrace, crying because of everything that happened and didn’t happen, and continue trading tender kisses until they fall asleep. Together.