I Clung To That Spark Of Hope,

You And I Aren't Friends Either.

We Can Retreat And Retreat And Let Ourselves Get Backed Into Corners Forever,” She’d Said Once. “or We Can Go Out And Meet The Enemy At The Time And Place We Choose. Not Them.” Okay, Tasha, I Thought. Let’s See If Your Advice Gets Me Killed.

And After A While...i Mean How Do You Choose? Who Gets To Live? Part Of Life Is That...well, Some People Have To Die.

Sydney, This Is The Kind Of Shirt That Says, ‘you’re Never Getting In Here.

Nothing Happened Here, Okay? None Of This Did.” His Eyebrows Rose. “really? Because I Could Have Sworn That Something Happened When My Hand Was Between Your—” “no!” - Dorian And Eugenie