Yeah. A feeling. Like the whole point of my life from the alleys in Bangkok to the yachts and private island to coming here like a crazy person trying to fly a helicopter like all of it from birth to here point A to point Z was all some big cosmic trick to get me to meet you. - Sanjit to Lana

Michael Grant

Mots clés fate sweet-talk lana sanjit

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No one vinces me, baby

Michael Grant

Mots clés fear gone michael-grant lana sanjit

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And yes, we do have some food. Maybe you'd like to join us? Unless you want to stick with your sheep sushi.

Michael Grant

Mots clés lies food survival sushi gone-series michael-grant sanjit

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So asking you to take a moonlit walk with me, that would totally not work?"
"What?" Again that glare. "Go away. Stop being an idiot. I don't even know you."
"You're healing my little brother Bowie."
"Yeah, that doesn't make us friends, kid."
"So no moonlight."
"Are you retarded?"
"Sunrise? I could get up early."
"Go away."
"Sunset tomorrow?" -Sanjit

Michael Grant

Mots clés love humour plague gone michael-grant lana sanjit

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You're staring," Lana said.
"Yes. I am. I'm a teenage boy. Beautiful girls in wet underwear have a tendency to cause staring in teenage boys.

Michael Grant

Mots clés humor plague teenagers gone michael-grant lana sanjit

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No," Lana said, "I'm not going to heal your scratch."
"Good," Sanjit said.
"Good? Why good?"
"Because when you hold my hand, I don't want it to be work for you.

Michael Grant

Mots clés love plague cute gone michael-grant hand-holding lana sanjit

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