i'll never wear your broken crown.

          ’ okay ——— I GIVE.         i’m definitely a ⁽ ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ⁾ lost. ❜

    ❝ a map isn't included in the welcome committee's        fruit basket? i'll have to harass forbes for you. ❞

            “always with the bourbon. do you even drink anything              else? ––– don’t answer that. maybe. maybe. but i                            told you that i don’t think it’s a good idea.”

    ❝ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. you need to stop ᴡᴏʀʀʏɪɴɢ so much.        you've got plenty to give, and i'm more than        willing to take. ｍｕｔｕａｌ relationship. ❞

            ;;;  her lips twitched slightly at the reassurance, head             lifting and tipping back to shoot him a rather defeated look.            her intention was normalcy, a pleasant distinction in comparison            to their unorthodox task. looks like domesticity wasn’t her strong             suit. katherine turned on the stool to face him, chagrin laced                                      laughter leaving her.

                               ❛ i just wanted to do something normal. like pie.                                             pie is a normal thanksgiving thing.                                ———-i guess take-out will have to suffice.  ❜

      he appreciated the gesture - he did. in her own ˢᶜʳᵉʷᵉᵈ⁻ᵘᵖ way,       it was her trying to get a handle on the situation they were in.       instead of being with family, they were here with each other,       putting on a show for any dealers that may stop by.

                        he should probably mind, but he didn't.                         it wasn't like he had anyone legitimate                         to spend the holidays with.

           ❝ don't quit your day job. we'll make a new tradition.                chinese for thanksgiving ; egg rolls for dessert. ❞

‘ you almost gave me a paper cut & no .. you’re not ! ‘

          ❝ cry me a river. you can't even handle        grocery shopping ; what are you good for? ❞