#tfcedit

Andrew kissed him into silence.

Did you know I've never been skiing? I'd like to try one day, though.

"Peace?" "We're foxes" Andrew said. "There's no such thing." "Ceasefire, then," Aaron tried. "Give her to me, Andrew." "You will regret it." "Says the man dating a mafioso." "I am not dating him," Andrew said, with a hint of impatience. Aaron saw right through him, and it was enough to make him smile as he turned his gaze out the window. "Liar."

❝ — did you know I've never been skiing? I'd like to try it one day, though. — ❞

— Los Angeles was a monster, too big and too loud and too hectic. THE TROJANS were strange and misguided. There was a cardboard dog in his bedroom that Jeremy treated like a de facto member of the household. Jean didn’t understand any of it, but he knew on a bone-deep level that this was better than anything he’d ever had. It was worlds more than he deserved.

“I am a bad person, trying very hard to be a good person.”

"remember this feeling. this is the moment you stop being the rabbit."

He'll be back in the fall. He just won't be back in black.