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    Mike has finally made it as an author. But writing about your own past can get complicated, especially when fans start to draw conclusions that point Mike in the direction of the person he's been writing about all along.

    And living life is hard. Especially when you're doing it all on your own. But grief and love are a lot more similar than you might realise. They both tend to wake us up from the monotony of our lives.

    OR: Mike has a horrible time, which somewhere along the way turns into a wonderful time.

    Podfic version by Sahana: https://archiveofourown.org/works/83941371/chapters/221295601
    Russian translation: https://ficbook.net/readfic/019ce7f9-31da-7933-8df9-83a19fad21d6

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    28 May 2026

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    “You should go back to sleep”, Mike mutters, but Will’s eyes are already flying over his face, and he is probably taking in the embarrassing number of tears, and the sweaty hair sticking onto his forehead and—

    “You’re bleeding”, Will whispers, and then, as if the realization strikes just now as he says it out loud, his voice increases in volume, but shakes harder all the more, “Mike, there’s— there’s blood pouring from your mouth.”

    Mike would have been perfectly content with never exploring the depth of his repressed feelings, if it wasn't for the deadly flowers blooming in his lungs.

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    21 May 2026

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    Now, someone walked into the room. A boy, awkwardly standing at the side of his bed, looking over him worriedly. His hair was brown and scruffy, and he had big baby doe eyes and a yellow-and-blue horizontally-striped shirt like a cartoon character. The window was lighting him up like he was important to Mike’s narrative. The curtains are blue, thought Mike, this boy is light. I love metaphors. Maybe he was high on the pain meds. Upon seeing him, Mike felt a great affection, a great peace. Plus, he had long eyelashes. Mike almost giggled to himself. He was definitely a little high.

    “Hi.” breathed Mike.

    “Hi.” he said, hesitating.

    “We’re friends?” Mike asked hopefully.

    Or: During the Party's final battle with Vecna, Mike is gravely injured and loses his memories. He wakes up in a hospital only remembering a handful of inconsequential little things, like how much he loves a boy who seems like light.

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    18 May 2026