Eliza's actress (whose name escapes me) has such a gorgeous voice... some than that, a ridiculously beautiful smile. I saw a picture a while ago and such... wow! (Also. Fuck biology, I had to change these lyrics so fucking much to fit a little.) Also, one of my favourite songs is here.
~Eko.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Look around," Stan says.
He takes me by the hands, smiling the brightest smile I have seen since the war.
"Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now!" He says.
He hugs me. I take a hold of him, feeling the tears go down a little.
"Look around!" He says.
He gives me a simple letter. I don't know why he has decided to adopt... was it even his decision? It doesn't look like it were.
"Look around!" He says.
He actually spins around, smiling at the sky. I didn't realise how much I missed this man before now.
"How long have you known?" I ask.
He laughs.
"A month or so," he says.
"Stan! You should have told me!" I say.
"I wrote to the general a month ago," he says.
His hands are so warm against my cheeks.
"No," I say.
"I begged him to send you home!" He says.
He sighs slightly and lets go. I immediately start to miss it.
"You should have told me!" I say.
I grab him by the hands, I need this warmth a second longer.
"I'm....," he says.
He slowly takes a deep breath.
"Not sorry," he says.
He has an evil grin. How could i not love this man?
"I knew you'd fight," he says.
He plants a kiss on my lips.
"Until the war was won," he says.
I look at him slightly, admitting,
"War is not done!"
He sighs.
"But you deserve a chance," he says.
He pulls away. I reach out and grab his hands again.
"To meet your son," he says.
He looks at me.
"Look around!" He says, louder than ever before.
He takes a step to me.
"Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right," he says.
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South Park in Hamilton because I have no life.
FanfictionSo yeah, hi, I'm pretty sure J inspired me to do this weeks back but I finally jumped to the challenge.