Do What? Come Up With A Clever

I'm Glad You're Better," He Said. His Mouth Sounded Like It Was Almost In My Hair, Just Above My My Ear. "when I Saw You Fall..." "you Thought, 'wow, She's A Loser.

ʺyour Hair Was Beautiful Too. All Of You. You Were Amazing When We First Met, And Somehow, Inexplicably, Youʹve Come Even Farther. Youʹve Always Been Pure, Raw Energy, And Now You Control It. Youʹre The Most Amazing Woman Iʹve Ever Met, And Iʹm Glad To Have Had That Love For You In My Life. I Regret Losing It.ʺ He Grew Pensive. ʺi Would Give Anything—anything—in The World To Go Back And Change History. To Run Into Your Arms After Lissa Brought Me Back. To Have A Life With You. Itʹs Too Late, Of Course, But Iʹve Accepted It.ʺ

You Managed To Get Him A Duster, But You Couldn't Find Me A Pair Of Jeans?

Plus, I Was About To Spend Six Weeks With Christian Ozera. He Was Sarcastic, Difficult, And Made Jokes About Everything. Actually, He Was A Lot Like Me. It Was Going To Be A Long Six Weeks.

Conversation Was Irrelevant. Only Pie Mattered.