My first kiss. I was sixteen and I ran into this girl everyday. I mean I literally ran into her on my way to math class. Her fingers would brush against mine and it gave me goosebumps. I loved the feeling of her touch and I really was falling for her. Each day I would get myself to say one word to her. It was either hi or hello. Not much I know but eventually our hands didn’t just brush they collided. I fell on top of her by accident and our hands were on top of each other. She pushed me off but then suddenly felt terrible and helped me up. Her fingers lined up with mine and she smiled. I could just feel it. I could feel the warmth of her smile as her mouth came close to mine. Her lips touched mine and she whispered a sweet “sorry”. Now that could have been a dream I had but I like to think it’s real.

‘’Hey! You said no foreign stuff! I’m using Bon now!’’

I think I learn a bit from everybody tbh. If we’re longstanding partners, please be sure that i’ve noticed your style and I am trying to see how it works for improvement and adaptation’s  sake.

Really?! Most people don’t like it. Ahhh. So awesome!

Yelena and Nat would just kick ass and take names in the apocalypse, let’s be honest.

“You don’t want that. When I’m honest people get hurt.”

‘’Because you are the ultimate judge of that.’’

I tend to do more than one muse because what you can’t do with one you can do with the other.Plus I can get bored. But yeah I generally prefer more than one.Too many can turn muses to mush tho. So you have to always be careful.