“You can’t corrupt me, space babe.” Her lungs expand. “Are you sure?” Am I sure that she’s not toxic for me? That I’m not toxic for her? That we’re not toxic together? Yeah. Because loving Luna has made me happier than I’ve ever been. On the outside looking in, we might appear like a weird mess, but inside looking out, we’re the rulers of our own universe. And I don’t care what anyone has to say about us.
