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“Drew,” he laughs, tangling their fingers together and ramping down on the swell of emotion when he meets Olivier’s eyes. “Andrew, I guess. Andrew Greene. I—are you visiting? Where do you live, what do you do? How have you been?”

Drew holds him back at arm’s length, his free hand on his shoulder as he takes him in like a man starving. “You are so beautiful,” he whispers, almost to himself.

Andrew. Drew. His name still starts with an “A”, though he has to say he prefers Achilles. Olivier now holds two lives in his head; he doesn’t think he could stand to be called anything but Patroclus from the man before him, yet that life is only there in flashes and pieces. The longer Achilles touches him, the longer their souls mingle in proximity it begins to filter back. His eyes, the same eyes, take in his figure as they used to those lazy mornings and it still brings a blush to his face after hundreds of years.

Minutes must have passed before their embrace is broken and yet it is too soon to make up for all the years they couldn’t find each other. A laugh bubbles out of him when Achilles laughs, its wet with tears, but it’s happy. “I could ask the same of you.” His breath hitches at the gentle touch and a thumb reaches up to brush at the lingering tears in Achilles’s eyes. “You look so different now, but all the same it is you.”

“You look different too,” he murmurs, allowing small hands to brush salt from his skin. “Still so pretty and fine-boned, though, look at you. My elegant scholar,” Drew says, and he can’t stop the grin that covers his face like a familiar blanket.

“Poses”

I let a sloth take a selfie on my phone in the amazon.

rain witch aesthetic (requested)

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They’re keeping him overnight for one more night (free of charge) because they want to do blood work on him. His tummy is no longer blocked but there may or may not be something in his intestine but it’s all up in the air. They think that this might be his thyroid acting up. Thanks to you guys, I’ll be able to pay for his blood work when I only had 8 dollars in my bank account. So thank you so much.

Right now it’s looking like he may not need the surgery after all (fingers crossed, knock on wood, make a virgin sacrifice), but in the event that he still does, the doctor is willing to work with me on a payment plan so I don’t have to pull the 700-2000 dollars out of my ass. I’m hoping and praying that this is just his thyroid. I hope this is something I can fix with a pill I have to give him everyday for the rest of his life. I’d be fine with that. He’s only two. The little bastard owes me another 12 years at least. I’m not letting him go this soon if I can help it.

I still could use all the help I can get right now. They cut my hours this week so my paycheck is shitty. If I need to buy him pills, if I need to pay for some other test, another xray, for them to jam a scope down his throat, I need help.

You guys have been fantastic. I’ve gotten tons of supportive messages and I appreciate you all for the help you’ve given me.

Batman is staying overnight at the hospital. They’re hydrating him. There’s something questionable in his stomach. If he doesn’t get better in 24 hours, my options are: 700 dollars to put a scope down his throat while sedated to see if they can’t pull it out that way. Or 2000 bowel surgery. I have tried getting approved for credit in five different places. He’s only two years old but I may have to put him down because I can’t afford expensive surgery. Surgery that might not even fix him. I’m holding out hope that with water and food in his system, he’ll shit whatever it is out. Or maybe he’s just got a little cut in his throat from throwing up whatever plastic bullshit he got into.

Either way, I need to come with at least 700 dollars best case scenario in 24 hours if he doesn’t get better. I know I’m asking a ton. I know I’m probably asking the impossible but god. If you can help please do. He’s two. He’s only two. None of my roommates can lend me 700-2000 dollars. That’s not happening. I’d be happy to even slowly pay you all back. Just please? If you have an extra dollar. Consider helping me?