[The men's shower room at the city hospital is brightly lit and hot enough to cast steamy halos around the two water-slick men pressed into a corner of a stall. One, hair turned dark-blond under the spray, leans dizzily into the chest of the other: taller, closer cropped with lean muscle knotted down his forearms. It's Frankie Dalton, should you recognise him, and the man murmuring something soft and unintelligible to him through the spray is Princeton-Plainsboro's finest Aussie.
Carefully, Frankie folds an arm around Chase's shoulders and helps him to his knees. The video cuts out.]
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Carefully, Frankie folds an arm around Chase's shoulders and helps him to his knees. The video cuts out.]