v i s i o n a r y

You dare me? I don’t think anyone can actually lick their elbows unless they’re double jointed, right? I’m never one to turn down a challenge. I can’t-…you just wanted to make me look stupid didn’t you? I dare you to go fuck yourself.

I don’t have to make you do anything to make you look stupid, you do that pretty well yourself. Ah- !! No, don’t hit me. I’m fragile and I was only joking. But really, you didn’t already know that that was impossible to do?

Skittles ain’t my bag -- but if you’ve got a stash of Maltesers I can lend a hand.

Harry like to follow me and sing ‘Olivia’ in my ears for some reason so I can practically call myself British already right? Who’s your best friend ? and I love them all for different reasons but thank you.

Beautiful, really -- he used to sing to me when we were young, too. At least that was before they started autotuning him. Okay, okay, I’m kidding. But he did sing a lot back in the day so I wasn’t surprised. Ah, I have two. We grew up together, me, Alex and Harry. 

It’s a talent, it really is. Well, it’s quite simple, really — I took the most attractive one out of the bunch, made him believe he was always in love with me, and convinced him to marry me. And that’s how love works, young one. When you’re older one day, you’ll do the same thing. It’s called investigating, Logan, not stalking. Get your facts straight. Do you doubt me? I’ll make sure this one never gets away; too bad he’s stuck with me forever now. 

I can’t say I find Gabe attractive myself so I’m going to have to take your word for that. Not that he’s not a beautiful man, I’m just not that way inclined. Which is good, because if I did swing that way -- you’d be in trouble. You never did tell me the details of how you decided and when you decided he was the one you wanted to spend your life with. I’m your best friend shouldn’t I get those details? One day...sure, sure. You were a right little creepy detective then, I’m sorry. Is that better? What are you going to do? Get yourself knocked up with his child?

“Not with that attitude. I reckon you’re a dancer at heart - say, a little child’s in your heart, just waiting to be broken free, don’t ‘ya think? Uncoordinated giraffe, that’s really cute. I don’t discriminate giraffes, so spare me, love. C’mere, look - raise your arms a little, back straighter, feet together - you’d fool me with that mug of yours. These shoes could probably fit your big toe, I’m afraid.”

“I am a dancer on the inside but the outside moves like an unforgiving moose with an itch. You are more than welcome to try and help teach me but the height difference may be diabolical. I have a habit of referring to most things to animals. As I have just proven, yet again with my moose theory. Don’t -- you got me grinning now. Maybe my big toe and the one next to it, by a stretch.”

Yeah he was, and I sure hope so. It stings like crazy an i’m getting like these small blisters across my chest, it’s goddamn awful. I don’t thinksome people would be very happy about it,no so i’ll just do it myself seeing I don’t want to die just yet.

Oh shit, that sounds like hell. Try not to pop them, we don’t want you making a mess or leaving any scars. Alice, really? I don’t think anyone is actually going to care...don’t talk nonsense.