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    Crash Course

    Story written on July 7, 2026 by Browneyedgirl28.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=118636
    Author Notes: It’s been a minute since I posted something new that isn’t a throwback, but this idea wouldn't leave me alone. So I gave in and wrote the first chapter. I’ve never done an age-gap B&T story before, so we’ll see how this goes.
    Summary:
    As one chapter closes and another begins, a single moment on campus hints that nothing will go quite as planned.

    Morning in Philadelphia arrives soft and blue. Bette Porter steps out of her rowhouse and pauses on the stoop, smiling as her city hums around her. Old red-brick homes lined shoulder to shoulder, wrought-iron railings still cool from the night air. A woman down the block waters her plants. A bus groans past at the corner. Somewhere, a radio plays low jazz, faint and familiar.

     

    Bette inhales. Philadelphia has a rhythm she understands; it’s not polished by any means, but it’s real and earned. She adjusts the strap of her cross-body briefcase, smoothing a hand over the front of her coat before stepping onto the sidewalk. Her heels click with intention against the pavement as she moves down the block, stepping into the same corner store she’s stopped at every morning for years.

     

    “Morning, Jack,” she says as she walks past the cashier, who’s leaning back in his chair with his newspaper over his face.

     

    “Morning Professor…just in time, just put on a fresh pot….”

     

    Bette smiles as she moves toward the back of the old school coffee maker. “Not too strong, yeah?” She says as she grabs a cup.

     

    “You get what you get, kiddo…” Jacke says as he turns the page on his paper.

     

    Bette smiles as she pours her coffee, grabs her one sugar and cream, and adds them before walking to the counter and dropping the exact amount needed for the coffee. “Have a good one, Jack…” she says.

     

    Jack lowers half of his paper and offers a gentle smile. “Don’t be too hard on the kids today, Professor…”

     

    Bette laughs as she tips her coffee toward Jack. “We’ll see…” She winks, then steps back out onto the sidewalk, continuing her morning commute. The streets she’s known for years, the same mural splashed across the side of a building, bold, unapologetic color layered over history. She loves this city, her city deeply. The city that made her who she is…

     

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    The station is already alive when she reaches it. Commuters move with quiet urgency, coffee cups in hand, eyes half-focused on the day ahead. Bette slips through the crowd with ease, tapping her card and descending the worn steps to the platform. She checks her watch and smiles, right on time.

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    1. Thank you so much for this new story. I love your writing. You’re very good at pacing and giving the right weight to an incident. The scene with Bette and Melvin is wonderful. Effortless to picture them at the table, to hear them say those words. You’ve humanised Melvin too, given us a reason why Bette loves him, despite everything. She wouldn’t be who she is without him. I also LOVE your descriptions of Bette in Philly. We don’t see that very often, but it’s important I think to how she carries herself in LA. Just a great opening – please write and post more when you can. I know it’s quiet around here, but you are helping! Big thanks from me.

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