#iwtv#interview with the vampire#amc tvl#sam reid#jacob anderson
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Rowan: I know you think my judgment is clouded because I like Citra a little bit.
Faraday: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Rowan: That’s our joint tombstone.
Faraday: My mistake.
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Faraday: fakes his own death to free her from apprenticeship
Rowan: spends his apprenticeship trying to make sure she will win
Greyson: jumps in front of a moving car for her
Curie: saves her instead of saving herself
Jeri: stabs themself to save her
Citra, panicking: WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP PUTTING THEMSELVES IN DANGER FOR ME S T O P
Citra: I was wondering about date night tonight. Do you want to stay in? Cause you know what that means.
Rowan: Romantic dinner and a movie?
Citra: Sex on the couch.
Rowan: Or your thing.
Citra: Actually a movie sounds great.
Rowan: Or your thing.
Tyger: Dude, you were so drunk last night.
Rowan: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk.
Tyger: You were flirting with Citra.
Rowan: So what? She’s my girlfriend.
Tyger: You asked her if she was single, and then cried on the bathroom floor when you found out she wasn’t.
Greyson: I’m cold
Jeri: here, take my jacket
Citra: I’m cold too
Rowan: *sets the world on fire*
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Rowan and Citra: *having a steamy romantic shower together*
Greyson: *pulls back the shower curtains*
Greyson: Are we- stop screaming, it’s just me- are we out of pasta?
Rowan: *wears dark grey*
Faraday: I see we’re breaking out the spring colors.
Citra, just expressing her affection like anyone would: Rowan, I would die for you :)
Rowan, gripping her shoulders with the insensity of ten thousand burning suns: I would never let that happen
