#yeah eight

charlie, glancing up: yes?

knox, assuming a strong stance like he’s about to serenade him: my dearest charlie, words cannot express my adoration for you, nor my dedication to your side. nay, but I shall attempt anyways. your hair is silky like a really nice pillow, your eyes as deep as a river. your nose was drawn by the gods, and your mouth was painted with a rose. 

charlie, turning to knox’s literal girlfriend, eyes wide: you aren’t going to stop him???

ginny, knox’s aforementioned literal girlfriend, turning the page in her book: if I stop him now, he’ll just start over

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!