Nov 25, 2019
9 min read
Almost-But-Not-Quite Cuddling: Ian and Dima in Xanadu
Dima’s eyes melt: Moon over Berlin, B1C11
“Hey, look at that!” Ian shouted. “Smoke!”
He grabbed Dima’s wrist and ran, scattering small bits of gravel up off the path. He wanted to forget about the beggar and the llama, and about the look of shocked judgement his Russian friend had shot him.
