Kat

tbh while i love the energy for "OMG FINALLY A FRIENDSHIP CENTERED MOVIE NO ROMANCE BETWEEN STRATT AND GRACE" i need to point out that hey. she SERENADED HIM. HE STARED AT HER ACROSS THE BAR WITH HIS BIG PUPPYDOG EYES WHILE SHE SERENADED HIM? if these were two men your ass would be JUMPING to ao3 and writing 2000 word Tumblr posts about their undeniable chemistry.

“‘I think about your thighs,’ he wrote in the second letter, and the warm, moist smell of your skin in the morning, and the tiny eyelash in each corner of your eye that I always notice when you first roll over to look at me. I don’t know why you are better and more beautiful than anybody else. I don’t know why your body is something I can’t stop thinking about, why those little flaws and ridges on your back are lovely to me or why the pale soft bottoms of your New Jersey feet that always wore shoes are more poignant than any other feet, but they are. I thought I would have more time to chart your body, to map its poles, its contours and terrains, its inner regions, both temperate and torrid - a whole topography of skin and muscle and bone. I didn’t tell you, but I imagined a lifetime as your cartographer, years of exploration and discovery that would keep changing the look of my map. It would always need to be redrawn and reconfigured to keep up with you. I’m sure I’ve missed things..or forgotten them, because half the time I’ve been wandering around your body blind drunk with happiness. There are still places I haven’t seen.”