My name is Christian, and my hips dont lie

Ben putting on the moves of Miss Green.

Something that makes me feral is the hotel scenes in 3×01 where Deborah and Ava are putting on this mutual facade that they can have casual and simple interactions with each other. All the while there are thousands of layers of barely concealed love, anger, pain, grief and crushing devotion keep slipping out from behind their masks. So beautifully acted.

The real horseshoe theory.

If Deborah having her body worshipped by a man young enough to be her grandson is what it takes for her to find the confidence to finally pursue Ava, then I'm all for it. 🤠

This ♥️

love is when you see all their mess and stay anyway, not when you pretend it's not there