monday, february 10, 2014.
8:41 a.m.
"what in god's name is that?"
"cherry chewing gum.
want some?"
"it looks like chewy blood."
"indeed it does.
how very observant of you."
"it doesn't look at all appealing."
"neither do you."
"i hate you."
"really, liam? i thought you were
madly in love with me."
"you can't use sarcasm as
a defence forever, olivia."
"i can try."
