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Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is a story written by [[shukyou]] and illustrated by [[aerie]]. It ran in [[Issue 26]] and can be found at http://s2b2.livejournal.com/148512.html and http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/welcome-back-class-of-1990/. | Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is a story written by [[shukyou]] and illustrated by [[aerie]]. It ran in [[Issue 26]] and can be found at http://s2b2.livejournal.com/148512.html and http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/welcome-back-class-of-1990/. | ||
== Summary == | == Summary == | ||
At a class reunion, a man reunites with the one that got away. | At a class reunion, a man reunites with the one that got away. | ||
<BLOCKQUOTE>Being back was like someone had lifted all my skin just far enough away from my body to slip a layer of black pepper beneath, then tugged it back on so tight that it was all I could do not to claw myself bloody to get out. The hotel ballroom's doors were decorated with flashing lights and a hand-painted sign that read TIME MACHINE, but stepping inside was less like traveling twenty years back, and more like being pushed twenty years closer to my inevitable death. It was the worst paranoia of a pot high mixed with the uncomfortable disorientation of being just this side of browning-out drunk, only without the positive side effects of either condition, and I was hit with a wave of panic so fierce that I might have bolted right then and there if a pair of tiny hands hadn't spun me around and slapped the left side of my chest.</BLOCKQUOTE> | <BLOCKQUOTE>Being back was like someone had lifted all my skin just far enough away from my body to slip a layer of black pepper beneath, then tugged it back on so tight that it was all I could do not to claw myself bloody to get out. The hotel ballroom's doors were decorated with flashing lights and a hand-painted sign that read TIME MACHINE, but stepping inside was less like traveling twenty years back, and more like being pushed twenty years closer to my inevitable death. It was the worst paranoia of a pot high mixed with the uncomfortable disorientation of being just this side of browning-out drunk, only without the positive side effects of either condition, and I was hit with a wave of panic so fierce that I might have bolted right then and there if a pair of tiny hands hadn't spun me around and slapped the left side of my chest.</BLOCKQUOTE> | ||
== Connections == | == Connections == | ||
Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is unconnected to other stories or universes. | Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is unconnected to other stories or universes. | ||
== External Reviews == | |||
*http://healingmirth.livejournal.com/163308.html: "high school reunion fic, as the title implies. Several of the commenters seem to be all "but Ryan deserves a happy ending!!1!" which he does, but I'm not convinced that he doesn't get one. First person, and awesome for it. Hooray for stories about grownups \o/" | |||
*[https://delicious.com/link/87b2d029255c8450180b57cc974df328 delicious.com]: "Beautiful story about two highschool friends who meet again after a long, long time. The longing in this is perfect, the language is beautiful (as always) and I found the main characters endearing. Just, wonderful." | |||
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Latest revision as of 07:46, 16 November 2014
Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is a story written by shukyou and illustrated by aerie. It ran in Issue 26 and can be found at http://s2b2.livejournal.com/148512.html and http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/welcome-back-class-of-1990/.
Summary
At a class reunion, a man reunites with the one that got away.
Being back was like someone had lifted all my skin just far enough away from my body to slip a layer of black pepper beneath, then tugged it back on so tight that it was all I could do not to claw myself bloody to get out. The hotel ballroom's doors were decorated with flashing lights and a hand-painted sign that read TIME MACHINE, but stepping inside was less like traveling twenty years back, and more like being pushed twenty years closer to my inevitable death. It was the worst paranoia of a pot high mixed with the uncomfortable disorientation of being just this side of browning-out drunk, only without the positive side effects of either condition, and I was hit with a wave of panic so fierce that I might have bolted right then and there if a pair of tiny hands hadn't spun me around and slapped the left side of my chest.
Connections
Welcome Back, Class of 1990 is unconnected to other stories or universes.
External Reviews
- http://healingmirth.livejournal.com/163308.html: "high school reunion fic, as the title implies. Several of the commenters seem to be all "but Ryan deserves a happy ending!!1!" which he does, but I'm not convinced that he doesn't get one. First person, and awesome for it. Hooray for stories about grownups \o/"
- delicious.com: "Beautiful story about two highschool friends who meet again after a long, long time. The longing in this is perfect, the language is beautiful (as always) and I found the main characters endearing. Just, wonderful."
