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“First time?” A man’s voice startled him. Sam turned to see an older gentleman with an inviting smile. Sam nodded. “It’s good you’re here, then,” the man said. “Good on you for taking the first step. Come on.” He held the door open. “In you go.” Sam took a shaky breath and stepped inside. A dozen pairs of eyes flicked toward him, filled with curiosity and empathy. His skin crawled. How was he supposed to spill his darkest secret to a room full of strangers? The man nudged him gently. “Each one gets easier,” he said. “Find a seat. You might not feel so alone by the end of this.” Sam took a seat in the circle, the folding chair creaking beneath him. He felt too warm, despite the room’s chill, his body struggling to acclimate to this new environment. The others chatted and smiled, a stark contrast to his turmoil. It was too normal, too mundane, and for a moment, he wanted to walk right back out the door. But he stayed. As much as he didn’t fit in here, he knew he didn’t fit in anywhere else, either. And maybe that was enough reason to be here. or as Sam struggles with his demon blood addiction, he finds solace in a group of strangers when he feels hopeless and alone.

Fics like Gravity

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