#griffisms

     ❛ I MISS IT, ❜     she murmurs softly, tugging the eligius shirt over her head. for the first time since ascending and going into battle, she sounds her age. sounds like a child speaking to her mother. ❛ when it was just the two of us — IN THE VALLEY. ❜ she misses the simplicity that the past six years of their lives were. when their biggest worry was the berry patch. ❛ does that make me horrible ? ❜ 

[ → text ;;  clarke kent ] sound like a plan?

[ → text ;; clarke kent ] next time i will throw a fork back at you though so be prepared 

[ → text ;; clarke kent ] oh please. you aren’t a terrible friend. [ → text ;; clarke kent ] you’re an amazing friend who just can’t help but give into her curiousity [ → text ;; clarke kent ] god it sounds awful. i don’t even remember what i said. refresh my memory?

the mechanic took a deep breath and shook her head. “it doesn’t have to be you. let me go instead.” raven INSISTED looking very much like she wouldn’t take no for an answer. there were thing she wanted to say. clarke had someone... SOMETHING to live for. raven was expendable. she should go in clarke’s place. it made perfect sense in her calculated brain.

CONT.

"You’re not going to do some pumpkin carving, Clarke? C’mon, where’s your spirit at?”