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Will seems to scan him, eyes darting over his face, until he says, “Sure, go for it.”

Mike swallows, works the words in his mouth, and then finally asks, “Did you ever, y’know. Did you ever have a thing for me?” He makes a valiant attempt to sound casual. It just comes out slightly strained.

He risks a glance over.

Will looks like all the blood drained from his face. His lips part silently. Finally, he says, voice cracking, “What?”

Mike leapt off the edge of a cliff and is dangling suspended in the air. He hears wind and blood rushing in his ears.

He laughs. “I— I was just wondering. Stupid question, sorry. Obviously— obviously not.”

“Mike,” Will says, disbelieving. Like he’s praying this is a joke. “You— you know I did.”

Free fall.

Will's eyes desperately search his, and Mike is lost. “What?” he breathes. “Will, that’s not— what do you mean? What are you talking about? I don’t—” He breaks off, and says, weakly, “Will, if I knew, I would’ve…”

His mouth snaps shut and he swallows hard. Looks away, furious tears prickling his eyes.

“Mike, you would’ve what?” Will’s voice trembles. Does he fear this is a joke?

Mike wants so badly to spare himself this — it’s his own fault for fucking asking, why did he ask when he knew whatever answer would be past tense anyway? — but he can’t refuse Will.

He turns to look at him, meeting his glossy eyes. “I would’ve thrown myself at you,” he says brokenly. “Jesus, Will, I—” He curls over his knees, hugging them to his chest.

The stretch of silence drags on, long enough that when Will finally whispers his name, Mike instantly blurts out, “Forget it. It doesn’t m— it doesn’t have to be a thing. I’m sorry.”

“Would you still?”

The question hits him like a bullet. He turns, slowly. “What?” Careful. Like reaching out to a dog that’s sitting pretty for once, knowing you’ll probably still get bit.

“If I felt that way now, would you still?”

“Will… don’t joke.” He doesn’t think he’s joking. He has to say it anyway. His eyes scan Will’s face for some hint that this is a dream, a nightmare, something to wake up from.

He sees nothing.

“Mike,” Will whispers. Answer me.

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It’s here !! The guide for two-legged people who don’t know how to draw wheelchairs !!! 7 pages of infodump ! Disclaimer : I don’t know everything, I have one (1) experience of wheelchair user who used both bad and good chairs, and I share what I learned.

Image description :

1) Calvin in his wheelchair saying “yo” under a huge title “how to draw manual wheelchairs properly by Calvin Arium, a wheelchair user comic artist”.

2) A character says “my character self propels in a chair that was outdated in 1970 lol” Calvin says “so it looks like you two legged people don’t know the difference between an hospital chair and a chair made to be independant” an arrow point the crapppy chair, saying “we never want to see this again”

a bubble says “the hospital chair is extremely unpractical, tough considering it’s cheaper than a good custom chair a lot of us have only this”

3) a character hurt himself trying to reach the wheels of the hospital chair. Several arrows point why the chair is unpractical : “high backrest restrain shoulders movement” “huge armrest restrains wheel access” “separated footrest : amovible, cheap, bulky” “x structure, foldable but heavy” “huge front casters for stability” “heavy wheels”

4) Several arrows point an active wheelchair (the KSL by Küshall) : “usually no armrest” “a low backrest allow more movement” “light, design, ferning expersive” “special cushion to avoind injuries” “knee angle is usually 90°” “one single piece of frame, sometimes entirely welded” “weight : from 4 to 10kg” “often rigid” “center of the wheel is the center of gravity” “higher quality wheels : less spikes”

5) A hand grab different parts of the wheel, pushing harder in the second half. Bubbles says “some have gloves, some don’t. The hand must grab the biggest area possible. Less movement = more energy. This is a common but not only way to push.Calvin is on his back wheels, rolling on grass and dirt bubble says “popping a wheelie is when a wheelchair user rolls on their back wheels to roll on every complicated surface.

6) several drawings illustrate the folding frame, the ergonomic but rigid and expensive backrest, the separated footrest (only for folding frame), the handles, the folding handles, athe amovibles handles, or no handles, the cool fancy loopwheels, the pretty custom colors 

7) More Features ! The fancy rigid-foldable frame, the anti tippers (sometimes used by beginners), the motorization (wheels, smart drive) when propelling yourself is difficult Calvin says “and now vroom vroom motherfuckers”

Consider also supporting me by buying me a coffee on ko-fi : ko-fi.com/calvinarium 

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Client loved chicken very much and had it sent off for cremation.

We get ashes back and notify client to come pick up.

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