When I was a little kid, before I learned how to write, I would tell stories.

I haven’t prepared my speech yet,” I sighed and Tove stood up. “What should I say about him?” “Well, if you plan to say anything nice, you’re going to have to lie,” Tove muttered as he walked over to his closet.

That's kind of creepy.

And I have two eyes. I’ve seen that little melodrama play out between you and that other tracker. Fish? Flounder? What’s his name?

I don't care where I come from or who you are. I can make you happy, and you make me happy. We could have a happily ever after.

Travelling is a great time to catch up on my reading. It's hard falling asleep in new places, but a good book always makes it easier.

How did you even know I wasn't in my room?" "I checked on you." Finn gave me a look like I was an idiot. "I check on you every morning." "You check on me when I'm sleeping?" I gaped at him. "Every morning?" He nodded. "I didn't know that." "Why would you know that? You're sleeping," Finn pointed out.