#statistiics

             ❝ what if i don’t WANT you to know what’s wrong, did you ever think about that ? i have done just fine without anyone else. you can keep as many secrets as you want, it’s not ABOUT keeping secrets -- i just don’t want to TELL you. ❞ why would she ? her father MADE her a murderer. why on earth would she want to tell anyone about THAT ?

          ❝ thanks anyways, i guess. if anything, it won’t make me feel much at all which is good in my book. but that’s true, wanda might find out & get mad. probably not at you though. at the situation, probably. you got a clue of anyone who would have gin to spare ? ❞

          ❝ i know. you got me, & i got you. ❞ harry runs a hand through his hair, burying his face into his hands afterwards. his back hurts from trying to sit under the desk, but he doesn’t make any moves to leave the place. ❝ fe, i just don’t know what to do. ❞

           ❝ & here i was, being an amazing best friend, making you a new suit. thanks chat noir, this is what i get for giving you ‘best friend privileges’ & making you my number one pirority before anyone else. what’s that i hear ? ‘thank you, harry, my talented best friend,’ yes, you are very welcome. ❞

        “i don’t think i was actually talking to you, much more musing out loud, but fantastic. the attitude ? seriously, you haven’t been here long, have you ? i’m going INSANE. we practice, we learn, we practice, we learn, it’s as if my life didn’t change a bit. i don’t need stimulating & challenging activities. i don’t think you get it, redhead, but we need a school field trip or some shit, this is ridiculous, you can be content with being a shut in, but i’m not.”

          “oh, you’re one of those garlic haters. gotcha. either way, then. i’ll have fun torturing you in ninety-nine ways to sunday, count dracula.”

      “aren’t i ?”

       “eh, we probably could, but i can’t exactly swim either so.”