Jun 12
you're always in my brain | thaluke
“Well,” he said, moving the bag between them to the side and scooching closer to her. “There’s another reason to hate the Gods.”
She let out a hollow laugh. “Reason number five thousand.”
“By tomorrow we’ll get to seven thousand,” he mumbled as she rested her head on his shoulder. His lips were so close to the crown of her head, a part of her wished he would press a kiss to her hair, grime and all.
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The origin story of Thalia's nose piercing.
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