@qquackits entered through his nose, as if that physical result landed him on the ground and reminded him of something.
" where are we? " he asked quietly, with a calmness that exudes confidence, a confidence that is definitely 𝒏ot blind.
@qquackits brown eyes he dreams about every night.
and the hypnotizing perfume of his coat.
" 𝒒uackity. " murmured, clearing his voice at once.
𝒆toiles smiled, a gentle smile.
made the pretense of stretching out an arm to touch 𝒽im, but stopped halfway when the cold air +
i don't know how to feel. i thought we would go on a couple of dates before we got married. plus you haven't confessed.
aaaand i'm never at home, do you still want to marry me?
( he's looking at the "ring" on his finger, then +
there is nothing i would not do for those who really are my friends. i have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature. my attachments are always excessively strong.