summer
@eeyoeyo
but what does it even matter if my intentions are never good? my road to hell isn't paved with good intentions- or bad -it's just my road.
“What are you doing?”
“Christ, I’m trying to make it”—he gestures inelegantly at the front of his pants—“ go away. ”
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“I’m going to die,” Henry says helplessly.
“I’m going to kill you,” Alex tells him.
“Yes, you are,” Henry agrees.
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“Wait,” Henry says, breaking off. He pulls back to look at Alex, wild-eyed, mouth a vivid red, and Alex could fucking scream if he weren’t worried dignitaries in the next room might hear him. “Should we—”
“What?”
“I mean, er, should we, I dunno, slow down?” Henry says, cringing so hard at himself that one eye closes. “Go for dinner first, or—”
Alex is actually going to kill him.
“We just had dinner.”
“Right. I meant—I just thought—”
“Stop thinking.”
“Yes. Gladly.”
Sayfa 107 - alex: we just had dinner me: OMFGTT_TT
“You’re not going to kill him, are you?” she says.
“Probably not,” Alex tells her.
Sayfa 106 - cinayet silahı: alex'in ağzı AHAHAHAHJDKDSJ
“Can you get Henry away from his table?”
She slants a look at him. “Is this a diabolical scheme of seduction?” she asks. “If so, yes.”
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