There was something soothing about stacking rocks. She had never thought to do it before, they were just rocks after all, there were so many. Yet the way Unsuur talked about them, they might as well be the most precious things in the world. Maybe they were. Maybe it was everyone else who had their perspective wrong.
Gwen nodded to his statement. "I'd like that." It was easy to get lost in the commissions, fulfilling them one after another with the faint feeling of waiting for something but unable to put her finger on what exactly. "Maybe I can patrol with you."
Digital time proposal where Tony gets down on one knee and takes out the ring box and then Colin starts laughing and reaches into his pocket and takes out his own ring box
Guys, do you know that after the Reign of Terror there was an edgy fashion trend among posh young girls who didn't get guillotined of wearing red ribbons around their necks as a morbid fashion statement - that they survived / to commemorate their family members who didn't ?