
“There’s still a little glow in the dark paint in the floorboards of the loft…”

"Is it messed up that I actually look back on that night with fond nostalgia compared to all the crap we’ve been through?“
{ Probably a little messed up, considering he almost had his
soul sucked out by the weird martial artist dementors
affectionately known as Oni. And almost, subsequently, froze
to death. }
"You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile before.“ { And, because he refuses to conform to society’s insistence...
"Yeah,“ ( a slight huff of air is exhaled from the hale; the slightest hint of a smile tinting her lips. ) "I know the...