Some part of me must've thought that would fix everything. Things, don't just get fixed, though. Things get broken, and somtimes they stay that way. You just have to glue them together and hope it holds.
Lili St. CrowOkay," I began. "You’re too old for me. You’re scary. It’s creepy that you were so all over my mom and now you’re all over me.
Lili St. CrowMots clés christophe reckoning dru
Who. Hit. You?
Lili St. CrowMots clés jealousy
Move first, worry about looking like an idiot later.
Lili St. CrowThe taste of rotting, waxen oranges slid across my tongue, paying no attention to the fact that I was chewing on a wad of spearmint gum. Gran called it arrah-an aura. I was calling it danger candy nowadays. I always felt like spitting it out, but spitting would only make it worse.
Plus, spitting on a dance floor is damn rude. I was raised better.
It wasn't exactly dangerous to be out during the day... but the Council, every one of them, up to and including August, would have kittens and penguins and little baby narwhals, too, probably, if they knew what I was up to.
Lili St. CrowPeople are goddamn geniuses at not seeing what they don't want to see.
Lili St. CrowWulf aside, boys are stupid. Always were, always will be, world without end, amen.
Lili St. CrowI don't need an invitation to step over your threshold. -Cristophe
Lili St. CrowMots clés humor strange-angels cristophe lili-st-crow
Answer this question very carefully, kid. Are you a virgin?"
The silence was so long I thought I was going to have to ask him again.
"What the hell?" He sounded honestly perplexed.
"Yes or no? Are you a virgin?" I lost control halfway through. My voice spiraled up into a scream... "Sonofabitch answer me!"
"Yes!" he screamed back. "Yes, I'm a fucking virgin, don't shoot me goddammit fucking please!
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