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Lev is sitting at a coffeeshop, eating a cookie, studying electrical engineering, and absently contemplating suicide in the manner of someone who is not actually going to kill himself but is not quite ready to give up all hope.
He sips at his iced tea. It's weird. It tastes a little fruitier than usual. Maybe they're trying a new recipe? It's good, though, and it doesn't take long before he finishes it.
"You can sleep on my couch as long as you need to, I don't-- I'm not going to let you be homeless--"
Nodnod.
"Thank you," she manages to make herself say; it comes out smaller than she would have liked.
"-- I think what I want right now is to be thinking about something else and you're good for that?"
"Okay."
--he's wearing a dress, he's wearing a dress, he has to get out of this, he looks ridiculous, but Sasha needs him and he needs to take care of her and what kind of idiot is thinking about how ridiculous he looks at a time like this--
"I'm not going to, uh, bother you for anything while you're here."
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