#lcrossignol

❝  fair sky’s boring anyways.  ❞      they’re trying to seem casual and nonchalant about this,  but the smile on their face betrays them.  frances isn’t used to anyone genuinely wanting to stay with them  ( any way the wind blows )  —  it’s a bit of a strange feeling,  though certainly not a bad one.       ❝  and you’re bein’ all cheesy and sentimental,  dork.  ❞    and they lean over to kiss their girlfriend on the cheek,  hoping the implied i love you comes across.

❝  if one man’s trash is another man’s treasure then one cute girl’s mistake is another cute girl’s brilliant idea,  right?  so what’s your brilliant idea,  angie?  please tell me it involves fighting people.  i’m in.  ❞

❝  for that guy??  seriously,  ang?  you could do so much better.  ❞  for example,  you could date frances.  i mean what.  haha.  hilarious.

it’s a small party,  the noise levels low enough that frances can hear the music playing from clear across the room.  she’s never been good at piano herself ; though her grandfather had gotten her tutor after tutor,  she’s always been better at things that would be considered unladylike — arguing,  fighting,  skills she’s been told she shares with her father.  when the piano ends,  soft chords marking the finale of the song,  there’s a faint disappointment in her,  and she crosses the room to see who the artist was ; comes face to face with a girl about her age.  ❝  was that you playing the piano?  it was beautiful — not as beautiful as you,  though,  of course.  ❞  smile graces frances’ face,  nearly forgetting that it isn’t proper to be so forward.

WHERE THE FUCK DO I SIGN UP?

laurens is a man full of energy,  but it’s of a different kind — his is angry,  always ready for a fight,  while angelica’s is pure,  perfectly happy to just run around giggling and talking to someone no one else can see.  he sits on the floor,  watching her  ( the way he’d failed to watch jemmy — he won’t let anything happen to angie,  he swears,  even if the girl’s parents have no idea he’s there looking out for her )  until she runs up to him and leans in to kiss his forehead.  she goes right through,  and he tries not to let her see the way his smile falters.  he’ll never get used to it,  the sensation of being there and not there,  and it’s a painful reminder each time.

❝  she’s far stronger than you give her credit for.  ❞   angelica hamilton is strong, and intelligent, and amazing — john’s seen her grow up, he knows she’s got what it takes to get through this.  but there’s still the guilt in the back of his mind, threatening to push through — perhaps it is his fault, just like jemmy.  he’s like midas, but in place of gold everything he touches turns to death, and he never asked for this.  perhaps his influence is what caused this.  maybe he’s cursed.  he can only pray his words are the truth.