#textsfromthelost

Tink: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s always shouting “what the fuck? that’s illegal!” and “you can’t do that!”. Like, c'mon, let me talk!

Strat: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell! Tink: *Struggling to hold a seagull* Fucking say that next time!

Sloane: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it’s so romantic. Two lovers on a date... one of them carrying a knife for some reason.

Tink, in Mordema’s window: I thought I’d find you here! Esquivel, climbing past Tink: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR-

*The Squad is on a hike* Strat: It’s beautiful out here. Valkyrie: And quiet. Strat: Too quiet. Valkyrie: Did we lose someone? *cut to Blake with a bear in a headlock*

Strat: Do you know what the question I am asked most is? Jagwire: "Will you please leave the premises?"?

Ledoux: I can't imagine what Blake is planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it and it won't be legal.

Strat, looking at a dead phone: How do we bring this thing back to life? Magic? Live sacrifice? I know a guy in town-