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He couldn't find it anywhere, dread rolled over him with the fear of possibly dropping it on his walk, and now he definitely couldn't make it back to Ilya's. Fuck Stupid, why can't my brain work fucking normally for one day.
In self destruction he once again yanked at his hair, and used the other hand to pick up his phone, his body forcibly finding the "Lily" contact automatically and pressing call.
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Shane Hollander drops HARD, after a quick departure from Ilya's house in Boston after some tuna melts, and sex, followed by an emotional overload of first name basis.
Ilya is not feeling any better himself, however pulls himself together pretty quick after calling Shane to remind him of his forgotten wallet, and instead hears the state of Shane's sobbing.
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An angst to fluff fic. But first heavy angst, but then pillow, fluffy fluff