You’re going to want to know what it tastes like.
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❝then what shall we die for?❞
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it’s a bit maddening by now how well she knows him. he’s caught between something like a laugh and a sneer, teeth bared like the wild animal he was bred not to be. “certainly you will be the death of me, ms. swann.” he melts into a grin, shaking his head as he turns his gaze back to the sea, looking to the point where it stretches into the sky. “something that glitters in the sun, you say? any other criteria i must adhere to?”
❝criteria!❞ elizabeth all but exclaims the word, smiling as she shakes her head. as though it were such a task, to bring a trinket that glitters. elizabeth can think of a dozen things off the top of her head that might fill the request. still, she thinks about his question, before her smile widens, head tilting. ❝you must bring with it a story. something daring, and heroic. impress me, mr clifton. i should be most pleased by such an effort.❞
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yo where’s charley at?
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