An artists’ retreat where a writer gets randomly paired up with a painter so they can inspire each other.
Except they’ve already met.
The writer wrote a heartbreaking book about it. The last before their slump.
The painter hasn’t painted since.
There’s only one cabin.
Darcy’s crush on Lizzie was so embarrassingly deep, he told Georgiana she played the piano “quite well” even though the only time he heard her play was at Rosings, when she butchered the song because she was too busy roasting him. Find yourself a hype man like him.
@YTCShepard@jeenonamit I lived for y’all’s twitter conversations back in 2019.🤣 I miss those tweets & the participating voices.
What a golden time between TLJ and TROS!! 🥰😍
A moment of silence for all the girls who thought they were Lizzie Bennett types growing up but suddenly realised they were actually Darcy: introverted, terrible at flirting, would really rather be at home than at the club