#drewsleung

a great warrior with a great loss that you can never recover from. building yourself back up from nothing, you feel as if you can never love again. you appear strong, but it doesn’t make you less broken. – drew leung as orion. ( @drewsleung )

      “these souvenir carts look great and... sketchy and all, but i think i’m gonna find something to send home for my siblings somewhere else.” she feels like she’s about to get mugged just standing near one waiting to cross the street. yeah, she can fend for herself, but she’s still sticking close to drew. “like a nice, generic dinosaur from the nice, overpriced history museum.”   ╱   @drewsleung​

probably through entirely her own fault, tilly doesn’t know many of the boys at gallagher very well. she’s not used to going to school with men and she isn’t entirely comfortable around them, but she’d like to change that. and when she does speak to them, she remembers their discussions, and what they like. so when she walks into the library with two books tucked under her arm and sees drew sitting alone at a table, she takes the opportunity to take the seat across from him. “i need your assistance,” she starts, placing her bag beside her chair, then holding out two books of poetry to him. “which one should i read first: don’t let me be lonely by claudia rankine or the captain’s verses by pablo neruda?” sort of an impossible question but that’s why she’s not sure which to start with. / @drewsleung​