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Carol is driving through Texas on her way back to Albuquerque when she gets lost and ends up with both a flat tire and a flat spare. Zosia is a cotton farmer who just so happens to come to her rescue.
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heal the scars from off my back (i don't need them anymore) by justalover
Fandoms: Pluribus (TV 2025)
07 Mar 2026
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"Carol knows in her heart that she shouldn’t pour herself another drink. The glass is sticky enough to remind her that she’s spilled the amber liquid over her own hands at least three times, and she’s licked them clean as if wasting a single drop of her favourite poison were a crime. If anyone could see her now, they would deem her pathetic, disgusting, hopeless. The fact that she can still feel the stinging shame of knowing that she’s exactly all those things makes her realize that she’s not drunk enough."
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“You’re Carol, right? I’m Zosia. I hear you’ve had quite a day.”
Carol scoffs, trying to conceal the cracks in her voice.
“And it’s not even noon yet.”or
the one where Carol struggles through loss, grief, addiction and trauma, doesn't ask for help, but gets it anyways.
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“Can I get you something, Professor Sturka?” Zosia asks with an almost teasing lilt to her voice.
Carol freezes at the title, sucking in a quick breath before covering it with a small chuckle, “You can call me Carol if you’re about to make me a drink.”
There’s a twinkle in Zosia’s eyes that makes Carol’s stomach burn as she attempts the question again, “Can I make you a drink, Carol?”
Carol immediately wishes she’d never told Zosia to use her first name.
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“You’re dressed for snow, but I haven’t seen you outside,” said the instructor by way of greeting. Carol took note of the accent, couldn’t quite place it.
“Have you been watching me?” God, she hoped there wasn’t a wedge of fry stuck in her teeth somewhere.
“I know pretty much everyone who walks through these doors. You’re not one of them.”
“So you have been watching me.”
The instructor’s smile turned bashful. It plucked at something within Carol. “Only because I had thought you were waiting for a class, or for a friend. Was I wrong?”
Carol said, “I’m here for the scenery.”
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In which Carol, still grieving Helen, finds herself at Angel Fire Ski Resort and making a connection with someone completely unexpected: Zosia, the ski instructor, who just so happens to be a former Olympic skier.
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Carol and Manousos might finally have a way to reverse the joining, but it could cost Zosia her life. Even if Manousos' plan works, Carol has to ask herself, just how much of the Zosia she knows will be left behind? And what will the Others do when they discover she isn't part of them anymore?