Forever Young (Werner, Johan, Alastair)

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It was relatively early, and Werner figured that showing up on a University Campus at 9:30 on a Sunday morning and hoping anyone would be awake, was wishful thinking. Which is why he'd brought coffee... And when no one answered the sharp rap he gave on his son's door in Nutford House, he assumed he had been right, and his son was very much still sleeping away the effects of whatever partying he'd done the night before. Until he heard a voice behind him.

( Too Many Coffees Too Many? )

Forever Young (Werner, Johan, Alastair)

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It was relatively early, and Werner figured that showing up on a University Campus at 9:30 on a Sunday morning and hoping anyone would be awake, was wishful thinking. Which is why he'd brought coffee... And when no one answered the sharp rap he gave on his son's door in Nutford House, he assumed he had been right, and his son was very much still sleeping away the effects of whatever partying he'd done the night before. Until he heard a voice behind him.

( Too Many Coffees Too Many? )

Just call him Dorothy (Julian, Joe)

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Julian had spent almost the entire ride back to Bristol, staring out the window, feeling very strange. He had no way of remembering the trip to London in the helicopter. He'd been unconscious and very sick still. All he knew is that he'd awoken, strapped to a bed, in agony. Now, there was no agony to be felt. It had been replaced, however, by anticipation, anxiety and a dull ache that was not constant, but it let itself be known from time to time. Julian was going to ache for the drugs he had lost himself to forever, now that he had been found. But the ache for his life? That was a trade he was okay with making.

( No Place like Home )

Just call him Dorothy (Julian, Joe)

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Julian had spent almost the entire ride back to Bristol, staring out the window, feeling very strange. He had no way of remembering the trip to London in the helicopter. He'd been unconscious and very sick still. All he knew is that he'd awoken, strapped to a bed, in agony. Now, there was no agony to be felt. It had been replaced, however, by anticipation, anxiety and a dull ache that was not constant, but it let itself be known from time to time. Julian was going to ache for the drugs he had lost himself to forever, now that he had been found. But the ache for his life? That was a trade he was okay with making.

( No Place like Home )

Memories (Flynn/Quinn)

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Quinn had been increasingly silent since the visit of Flynn's parents the day before. Flynn knew it wasn't just that though. There were other factors. Autumn had tried to kill herself, and Quinn really adored her. It hurt him terribly to think that he'd almost lost her. He'd gone positively green when Flynn had pushed the button on the answering machine at Autumn's house out of pure curiosity, and Jake's voice had filled the room with disgusting promises to rip Autumn open and expose her insides so the world could see her for the whore she was... And it was little wonder why. Flynn had a stronger stomach, and even he felt sick to hear that. Quinn had burst into tears.

( Muffins make better )

Memories (Flynn/Quinn)

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Quinn had been increasingly silent since the visit of Flynn's parents the day before. Flynn knew it wasn't just that though. There were other factors. Autumn had tried to kill herself, and Quinn really adored her. It hurt him terribly to think that he'd almost lost her. He'd gone positively green when Flynn had pushed the button on the answering machine at Autumn's house out of pure curiosity, and Jake's voice had filled the room with disgusting promises to rip Autumn open and expose her insides so the world could see her for the whore she was... And it was little wonder why. Flynn had a stronger stomach, and even he felt sick to hear that. Quinn had burst into tears.

( Muffins make better )