The Patch I knew didn't run from anyone.
Nora: This is crazy. Patch: I'm crazy. About you.
Mr. Green Sweater looks normal, but his wingman looks hard-core bad boy,” said Vee. “Emits a certain don’t-mess-with-me signal. Tell me he doesn’t look like Dracula’s spawn. Tell me I’m imagining things.
Patch’s eyes were black orbs. Taking in everything and giving away nothing.
There's nothing special about losing your virginity over a toilet.
He was abominable...and the most alluring, tortured soul I'd ever met.