A feeling of comfort washed of Asher when Fleur opened the door. He didn’t say anything in response to her question, he knew she already knew the answer. But instead nodded as she took his arm and lead him out the doors of the school. Asher felt as though he was going to pass out if he held his breath for any longer, so as soon as he hit the fresh air, he breathed.

Fleur was worried, she wasn't going to lie to herself. She stood back and watched as he slid to the ground. She chewed her bottom lip trying to find words to say to make it better. She knew he was upset and she knew she was supposed to make it better. But the words weren't forming. So, Fleur just watched and waited for him to calm down. 

Say Something ► Asher & Fleur

I’m trying to reach that level. Obviously I’m not there.

You know what'd be a great song they could cover? Jenny From The Block.

Pitch Perfect. I’m on that level.

Yeah-- probably not.

I still can’t get over Catching Fire.

Sam Claffin and Josh Hutcherson were figihting over me in a dream i had. I blame catching fire. It was a good dream.

I asked for that like, twenty years ago. I pretty much died and the cotton candy wasn’t here. Don’t try to appeal to my sweet tooth, loser. Well, fuck. You wanted to get me sick!

Well it sucks to be you because you're still not getting any. What?! You called me a baby for crying! I am sick, bro. I can cry if I want.

You’re like ten pounds, it’s not that hard.

I'm gonna call my mama and tell no to the cotton candy machine you wanted me to ask for since you want to throw me out of a friggin' window, buttface. 

That seems like a lot of effort on your part.

Says the one trying to throw me out said window, hmm?