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‘Tame?’ A disembodied voice that only I could hear spoke in indignation. ‘Tame?! Let me out of here and I’ll show that scrawny idiot how tame I am!’
LET HIM OUT!!!
The face rolled its eyes. ‘Piffle. Know what this is an example of? Skullism.’ ‘What nonsense are you spouting now?’ ‘You’ve heard of racism. You’ve heard of sexism. Well, this is skullism, pure and simple. You’re judging me by my outward appearance. You doubt my word solely because I’m a skull lurking in a jar of slime-green plasm. Admit it!’
Poor skull
Tap, tap
Where is this noise coming from
‘I ran into Sir Rupert Gale by Arif’s.’
You have to be joking me
Of all of us, he confided most in me. We’d always been close, but since my return to the company five months earlier, we’d become closer still. We spent more time with each other than ever before. We worked together, we laughed a lot. I felt comfortable in his presence, and he in mine; it was clear to both of us, I think, that we found greater peace and pleasure in each other than in anyone else.
Omg they're so inlove
The man was holding the lad on a chain.
Um..
Mr Tufnell’s gaze flitted ceaselessly between us all. I noticed it lingered longest on me and Holly. ‘Well,’ he remarked as I handed him his cup, ‘you’re a bright little shower, and no mistake. Scrubbed and shiny and pleasing on the eye. I could find jobs for one or two of you in my shows, if this agency lark doesn’t work out.’
I might vomit
‘I was just heading out, Lucy. I wondered if you’d like to come along.’ ‘On a case?’ ‘Of a kind.’ ‘You want to go now?’ ‘If you’re not doing anything important.’
It's a date. Trust
‘I’ve been here before,’
They said cemetery right? Don't tell me he's taking her to his family's graves
CELIA LOCKWOOD DONALD LOCKWOOD KNOWLEDGE SETS US FREE The second stone was just a simple slab, inscribed with only two words: JESSICA LOCKWOOD
Omg
Pointless twice over, because I’d known about it hours before anyone, when I saw my parents’ Shades watching me in the garden.’
Oh lord
‘Ooh, I smell something burning … Wait, wait – it’s your pants! Your pants are on fire, you massive liar! You so weren’t on a case!’
He's just a silly guy
Don’t tell me he’s gone the way of his accident-prone family.’
I'm going to jump into the book and kill him
Another scream made us all jump. It was higher and shriller than Holly’s, so we knew that it was Kipps.
My man cannot catch a break
The first read: He will go into the dark. The second: He will sacrifice his life for you.
Oh shit
She knew who I cared about.
Lockwoods fucked
Take it from me, that’s a hard thing to get right when you’re crying.
MY SHAYLAS
He’d been walking towards that empty grave.
I just realised the title is talking about this and not Marissas
‘Hey, you know me. I love him like a brother.’
Yeah he's just joking when he gives out ideas on how to kill him!!!
I think Marissa Fittes and Tom Rotwell are to blame for the Problem.
Oh?
‘One day,’ Lockwood said, ‘I’m clearly going to have to kill him. Not now, but sometime soon.’
PLEASE
Then he left the chair and walked round the table and put his arms about me and pulled me to him.
My babys omg. If George dies i will find Jonathan Stroud
Holly had gone home the previous evening, searching for elusive rest, like me.
I swear to god if Hollys been jumped too
‘Is that the best you can do?’ Kipps called. ‘Lavender water? Pathetic!’ ‘I have to agree,’ the skull said. ‘That’s the most wussy weapon I’ve ever seen.’
I need them to be besties only problem is that they can't speak to eachother
THE WHAF OF WHERE
We looked up to see Kipps peering out at us. ‘Hope I’m not disturbing you,’ he said. ‘Just thought you’d like to know that the Winkmans have arrived.’
Fuck you Kipps and fuck you Winkman. We were so close to an even better locklyle scene
‘Funnily enough, Lockwood isn’t actually my type.’
Straight to the point
‘You must know there are other possibilities in this world.’
OMG LESBIANS I WAS RIGHT. I CALLED THIS QUITE LITERALLY WHEN SHE SHOWED UP.
