Sam said he doesn’t have time for a boyfriend, much less Knight Delicious Face.Remind me why you call him that? Pete asked.Uh, pretty simple, Pete, I said. He’s a knight. And his face is delicious.
You're in my blood like poison. And I'd die because of you.
In a platonic and boring fashion, is it all right if I share your fire until me clothes dry out? I have a feeling if I fall asleep damp I'll wake up with some horrid Victorian disease.
Sometimes when it looks like I'm deep in thought I'm just trying not to have a conversation with people.