“okay listen ––” she said barging into pascals room, something she usually doesn’t do before knocking but this was a desperate matter, at least it was to her. “we are having an us night. US –– WE –– the two of us. no phones, no distractions, no nothing, okay? i was thinking that we would do that thing from that movie where they put balloons filled with paint and we throw darts at it, that’d be fun ––” she ranted before pointing to her colorful rug. “still love that by the way.” usually she wasn’t this hyper and anxious to spend time with pascal but since her and flynn were in the worst spot they’ve ever been, she needed to reinvest her priorities and remember who was there for her and who wasn’t and she’d always rather spend time with her pascal. “the only thing that will be another voice will be a movie of your choosing. so what do ya say? i mean... i’m not giving you a choice but also... please say yes.” @psclgreno













