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Ah coffee. The shit that couldn’t solve anything but made everything seem better for five minutes.
when the King of Solaria kidnaps you from a maximum-security prison, it was unlikely you were heading off on a fun-filled day to the zoo.
“We’re all at least a little fucked up, Tory,” he said roughly. “But the people who love us don’t give a shit about that. Better still – they love us even more for it.”
I guessed sometimes you had to watch your walls crack and crumble so you could figure out how to build a better kingdom.
“Good golly lobsters,” Geraldine sighed and for once I knew exactly what she fucking meant.
“I think I’m already burning, Darius,” she breathed. “And it’s time I stopped pretending I’m not.”
“I’m yours, Darius,” she breathed, her voice barely audible over the storm. “And you’re mine. No matter what.”
“You can burn the house to the ground if you want, beautiful, I’ll happily rebuild it brick by brick when you’re done with me.”
“You’re mine where it counts, Darius. And I’m yours. Nothing can change that.”
“I love you, Blue. I loved you then, I love you now, I’ll love you tomorrow even if I’m no longer on this earth. No time exists where I won’t love you.”
