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Hex studies Coal’s growing alarm. “It was created with Halloween’s magic. It wasn’t real, Coal. It was magic.” “Don’t talk about our baby that way, sweetheart.” Hex’s eyes bulge. “Our what?” “I was already thinking of names.”
Woah there, let’s not get ahead of ourselves with that kind of positivity. I might sprain something.
“Was that the apology you had in mind?” I whisper up at him. “Or should I go on about how all the rainbows in Ireland point to the pot of gold in your asshole?”
kris. KRIS. surely you have five minutes to text back your king and brother KRISTOPHER pretty sure this is treason
One book I found in his library’s shelves, and I included it in that stack, buried it down at the bottom, because while it broke me as a kid, that break is a part of my foundation. THE ACTUAL DEVIL Bridge to Terabithia.
But with the night wearing on, they’re fully consumed in each other as the band croons about what’s in your head, in your head, zombie-ie-ie ohhhh—
Just like that its stuck inmy head
“You aren’t an awakening,” I whisper. “You’re the whole dawn. And I can’t believe I ever thought I’d seen the sun before you.”
“Do not regret choosing yourself,” he tells me. “No matter what outcome is unfolding now—Coal
