#fluff scribbles

Reformed Villain: shhhh, not yet. Baby steps.

"I wondered why you had dirt under your nails you refused to remove. You told me it was a nice reminder of when you were hand digging your own grave when I dragged you away. When someone cared so violently that made the marks kind."

"You asked me once why I stuttered when you asked me my favorite color. It was because I forgot the moment I saw you. Because your eyes became my new favorite color."

“You really light up a room” “In a good way!” “In a radioactive way”.

Idea: Driving a car in the rain late at night, just talking with your friend about lost times and dreams. But the dream you that you would stay friends never died, it stayed strong and alive.