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I feel a little fluttery over the gesture, not to mention impressed that he was thoughtful enough not to interrupt my work.

Maybe it isn’t such a bad idea, letting myself feel again. Chloe would certainly encourage it. I’m only here for a month—how serious could it get?

It’s been a long time since I let myself just have fun.

Can’t wait!I text back to him, triple-checking that I’ve typedhis phone number in correctly.Thanks for your note… see you in a little while.

I debate the punctuation for entirely too long, then ultimately just add a smile to match the one on his note.

Five o’clock can’t come soon enough.

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Dewdrops • /TrueNorth

#delirium #razorwings #mashup #fanedit #truenorth

u/TruestNortherner

12:03AM • October 17, 2016

Okay, y’all, hear me out: How absolutelysickwould it be for True North to put out a remix/mashup of “Delirium” and “Razor Wings”???? It’d be such an unexpected pairing but ahhhhhhhhh

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u/lizzyloveslove

DELETE THIS RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO GET OUR HOPES UP WHEN WE ALL KNOW JETT BECKETT AND SEBASTIAN GREEN WOULD NEVER

u/zebrastripes

THIS. As much as we NEED this mashup, can you imagine the fight they’d have over which bridge to use? Both are iconic and I kinda feel like only one of the guys would make it out of the studio alive

u/jettbeckettconspiracytheorist

oof, this thread is like six months old but it did NOT age well—did you see that Jett Beckett went missing last night?

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Tyler greets me outside the ski school with the widest smile, eyes crinkling at the corners. Just past him, I notice a helmet and an extra set of poles leaning against the A-frame’s front window.

“It’s almost like you’re expecting someone to forget their equipment,” I say, making a show of tightening the strap on my helmet.

“Don’t know why it seemed like a good idea to be prepared, just in case,” he replies, matching my flirty tone. “Couldn’t possibly be because someone forgot their equipment yesterday. Or locked herself out of her place while in pajamas.”

“Those were not pajamas, number one.” He doesn’t need to know how right he is. “And number two, I am usually the most prepared person wherever I go.”

“I guess I’ll have to gather a little more evidence,” he says, grinning. He tugs on his goggles, tightens his helmet, and we start off toward the Zen Zone. “I’ll believe you—for now—but only because your entire life was spread out on that table at the café.”

Heat rushes to my cheeks. I must have been seriously focused to not notice him.

“Not my entire life, Tyler. I left my cat back in the penthouse.”

He glances over his shoulder, puts his finger to his lips. “Around here,” he says in a mock-hushed tone, “we don’tadvertisethat we live in penthouses. Also—you’ve got a cat?”

“Do I not seem like a cat person?”

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