**SEQUEL TO BREAKING THE ICE**
Liam Astor is home. Home where his family is. Home where is skating partner stayed. Home where he trains every day to make his Olympic dreams come true. Home, where he had to throw himself into his career, so he doesn'...
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That makes me smile down at my phone.
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Dean pops out of his room, in a loud flurry of gear and unpacked clothes as he moves to the bathroom.
"I'm almost ready, I swear," he calls out from inside.
"No problem," I call back.
It's only been a few weeks since Olie and Nat came to visit and we're mostly back to our normal. Dean's morning chaos is definitely part of the normal.
I always calculate our time to leave the house with some margin for him to run around with his stuff in his hands and only a shoe on. We usually miss a bit of pre-practice banter and hang-out time with the rest of the team, but I don't mind. Especially on game days, I like my morning skate and practice to be the first thing I focus on.
