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For all the survivors
“How do you know if you are going to die?” I begged my mother. We had been traveling for days. With strange confidence she answered, “When you can no longer make a fist.”
Emma swallows everything down, even the feelings she doesn’t fully understand, and steps inside.
Theirs is a professional relationship, nothing more.
Be so fr...
That first sight of her yesterday was a shock because she’s so unchanged. Only the little silver hoops in her ears are new.
They notice if they want to.
She can hear her voice climbing, is powerless to stop it.
Then he breaks away to walk past her, reaching for the door, to go back into the Grant Street Tavern and tell Carter they need to see Simon Gutmunsson.
THE WAY HE WILL DO ANYTHINGGGG FOR HER IM ACTUALLY SCREAMING WHAT
Each gesture adds a layer, hardens into a kind of impermeable chitin under which their true feelings roil.
A moment for the writing: …
“Just because you’re smiling doesn’t mean you’re not feeling stuff, right?”
Men and women are different species, you know. Ask the philosophers and biologists, they’ll tell you.”
gagged-
“Simon claims the killer is asking a question—‘Who will love me?’” Emma meets Travis’s eyes, looks away uncomfortably.
The literal slowest burn.
HELP
Emma reminds herself to stay focused—she should be thinking about the victims, not about how Bell looks good in a suit.
Its ok to let ur mind wander for a sec girl- hot takeeee
Emma reflects that Kristin is a person who truly lives in the moment. She doesn’t seem to worry about the future or hang on too tightly to the past. Like a Buddhist monk. It must be a strange way to exist—unconcerned, unentangled, but also weirdly unmoored.
I know we’re in the middle of an investigation, but we’re still girls, aren’t we.”
Protect her at all costs PLEASE
“I rarely wake before noon. Evenings are the best time for living.”
“If she goes in, I go in,” Bell declares. His jaw is rigid as he turns to look at Carter. “That’s the only way you should do it.”
Ah crap.
“For what it’s worth, I think it’s a good idea.”
Girl they could never make me hate you
“I’m okay,” Emma says, when she clearly isn’t. Travis wants to burn down the world.
“Good morning, Emma. How lovely to see you.” She recovers her fire. “Don’t you ‘good morning’ me, you lying, discourteous asshole.”
Thats my girl.
Emma finds it easier to move forward with Travis’s arm around her.
and they're friends. AND THEY'RE "FRIENDS"
“So I know you will understand when I say that every individual is a spectrum. From light to dark, we all hold goodness and evil inside. Even the most holy man has flaws—petty grievances, weaknesses, vices, faults. It is what makes us all human.”
“I came here with you to show you,” Travis blurts suddenly. “I want you to see that you can trust me. That I’m on your side. That I choose you. Emma, I would choose you over an FBI order every time.”
WHAT THE FUGGIN HELLO KITTY IS THIS?? IM DEAD. DECEASED. ROASTED. COOKED. BURNED ALIVE. SHANKED. PUT IN A MEAT PROCESSOR BECAUCE WHAT THE FRICK? THIS IS THE DEFINITION OF SLOW BURN LADDIES AND GENTALMAN I HAVE BEEN WAITINGGGGGG FOR THIS!!!!
