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“I made something for you,” Ivan says, ducking under his arm and walking into the room before Till can grab the collar of his shirt to throw him out. He reaches out and covers his eyes and Till is immediately disoriented. Eventually, he hears a soft woosh before Ivan says, “You can look now,” and removes his hand. It takes a few blinks for Till to adjust, but slowly, he starts to make out details such as the black button-down he’s wearing, the broad slope of his shoulders, and the vivid specks of red in his eyes.
“Make a wish,” Ivan says, holding a mishmash of granulated sugar, baking powder, and buttermilk alongside several other unidentifiable ingredients in a single plastic cup with “18” candles on top. “It’s a cupcake,” he explains, “or the closest thing I could make with the artificial synthesizer.”
(Or, all the gifts Ivan has given Till over the years + the one time Till gives back.)
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Oh hannah, please look at me this way.
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sobs into my hands
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THIS WAS SO ADORABLE OH MY GOD DNFERIHFEG