“my favorite genre is olympic athletes acting normal for approximately six seconds”
“why were they standing there like divorced parents at a school pickup”
“i hate that this is accurate”
“the partner saw EVERYTHING”
“mila kadanek sees all”
“milakadanek knows all”
“mila kadanek is carrying this olympics on her back”
“counterpoint: maybe they were discussing skating”
“BOOOOO”
“let me have fun”
“you people see two men standing near each other and immediately start writing fanfiction”
“correct”
“thank you for understanding”
“I’ve now watched this clip 27 times”
“rookie numbers”
“someone on tumblr already made a ten-minute analysis video”
“OF WHAT”
“the eye contact”
“there was eye contact?”
“THERE WAS SO MUCH EYE CONTACT”
“why does every foster clip this week end with him staring at the velkarya team”
“because the universe has committed to a bit”
“my current theory is that they’re secretly the same person”
“strongest theory in this thread honestly”
“this olympics has completely broken figure skating fans”
Chapter Ten
February 2
Luka
Sleep never really arrived.
By the time dawn crept through the blinds, I had given up pretending otherwise.
