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Thank you! Glad to know you're enjoying it so far ☺ Thank you! High school academic years in Argentina is typically split into trimesters (periods of three months) instead of semesters. And you're right! There's no excuse not to tell someone smoking is bad 😁
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My legs ached, my chest felt as if I’d just breathed fire, and the sound of my own harsh breathing and my hurried footsteps was all I could hear. I couldn’t pull out my phone to check the time but I knew it was running late. Blinking signal lights ahead. Fuck it. I heard someone yell an expletive as the side of a car nearly grazed my back. Luckily, the adrenaline rush from nearly getting run over was enough to fuel my marathon all the way to the school gates. A lone figure waited for
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Nunca me imaginé que me iba a encontrar a un argentino acá 😄 I'm glad you're finding the characters and their stories realistic and relatable, that's 100% what I was going for. Uni has been a lot lately so I haven't been able to sit down and write as much as I would like, but the next chapters are definitely coming soon. Gracias por leer y por comentar!
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I did wonder if the content warning was warranted, sorry if it got your hopes up! Thank you for reading! Thank you! You'll have to keep reading to find out 😊
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Thank you! Despite the misguided comments and possible ignorance, I think Valentín's friends value their friendship more than any prejudice they may have. And I'm glad you like Marian 😊
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“Alright, alright, I get it,” Tomás slurred. Everyone could tell he was already ostensibly drunk. “But why did it have to be in my bathroom?” “Dude, just be grateful we didn’t use your room,” Valentín snapped back, to laughs and hollers from the group. I heard Valentín chuckle behind me as well. I pulled his arms closer around me, letting his warmth cover me whole. Sitting on the couch with him I could feel the subtle movements of his chest as he breathed in and out, and I could smell h
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Certainly there are many aspects of myself in these characters (not just Lautaro) and from my own life in the plot. The story isn't exactly autobiographical though 😊
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Thank you! I am of Argentine descent and I have lived in Argentina for some years now, though I grew up elsewhere.
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Thank you! Cheek kissing is a very common way to greet acquaintances in Argentina, regardless of their gender (Valentín's greeting earlier in the chapter was a bit more intimate than the usual cheek kiss, though 😊). Their kiss at the end of the chapter was definitely not an acquaintance-appropriate greeting, which is why it elicited the reactions it did from the boys.
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My teeth chattered as a gust of polar wind passed by the street, making me pull my legs closer to my chest in a futile attempt to keep warm. The concrete of the sidewalk felt hard against my ass, but it still beat standing up and facing the treacherous spring morning cold. I really shouldn’t have worn gym shorts. “What time is it now?” Tomás mumbled over a cigarette from his spot on the sidewalk. It was still a mystery to me how he managed to stay in shape while smoking half a pack a day.
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Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's not? 🤔 Thank you for commenting!
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Thank you! Thank you so much! I'm glad you find my writing so thorougly enjoyable. I hope you keep reading and keep finding yourself in these characters just as much as I am 🤗
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Valentín went back to ignoring me the Monday after that. He no longer glared at me at class or pushed me down the stairs on the way out of school, but somehow the cold shoulder felt even worse than that. Luckily for me, whatever infatuation I’d once harbored for Tomás dissipated like smoke after what I saw at the party, and now I knew better than developing impossible expectations and idolizing another guy who was never going to pay any attention to me. But it was still hard. Valent
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It makes me happy to hear that, since conveying what that whole experience is like and especially painting a faithful picture of what life is like in Argentina were one of my biggest ambitions going into this. Thank you so much!
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There was a special kind of sadness about Buenos Aires. It was something in the overcrowded streets, in the aged grey buildings, and even in the people – melancholy appeared to be part of the city’s own idiosyncrasy. Even as I’d visited almost every year after moving to Connecticut, the Buenos Aires I remembered best was the one from my early childhood, the city with wide avenues that painted itself in lilac every spring as the Jacarandá trees bloomed. We arrived at midnight on the coldest
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I can’t say there have been too many moments in my life that I vividly remember. At least, not with that film-like quality that those few select life-changing instances possess, engraved so neatly into the consciousness that you can actually replay them with acute detail. The night my parents told me they were getting a divorce is one of those moments. I’d just come home from cello practice, and I’d known something was wrong the moment I walked in. My dad being home at that hour was a r
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Lautaro's life is upended overnight as his parents' divorce forces him to leave the town he grew up in, the country he called home, and the best friend he'd grown to love, all just before senior year of high school. Now he'll have to start over in a different city, deal with his unresolved feelings for the boy he's been crushing on for years, and navigate through the whirlwind of his first reciprocated love.
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The Night King and Sahhasho
gor mu commented on gor mu's story chapter in The Night King and Sahhasho
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Many, many springs ago, the Night King, Aguru, ruled the skies unchallenged. He took the shape of a spectacled bear, whose black fur was made of darkness whole, with bright spots that made up the stars, and his head was crowned by a silver diadem, adorned by a lone pearl that mortals know as "the moon". Aguru was born during the first eon of the Earth's creation, as the divine offspring of Naga’ir, the life-bringer. Arcane tales maintain that Aguru was the first being to walk the Earth, but
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A collection of tales from ancient times belonging to a long-gone civilization.
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Thank you! Dialogues are the most fun parts to write for me, haha!
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V. The lord with the gilded name
gor mu commented on gor mu's story chapter in V. The lord with the gilded name
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Thank you so much! Hope you stick around and keep reading!
