I genuinely had to set my book down, because WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL WAS THAT?! ACHILLES?? “MY HUSBAND”?? I think I just foamed a little. The ENTIRETY of page 122 is covered in drool. I’m on all fours like a puppy for this man. PATROCLUS YOU LUCKY MAN. I can’t even read anything else tonight. That one line will haunt me forever. Achilles is so dreamy; Patroclus is once again never beating the bottom allegations.
— Apr 03, 2024 08:11PM
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