Woolsey bites on occasion
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?
It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand.
There's nothing you could have done that would cause me to cease loving either of you. Will is myself, my own soul, and if I am not to have the keeping of your heart, then there is not other I would rather have that honor.
Tell me, is he always really rude, or does he save that for mundanes?
I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's more of a large and tastfully decorated foyer than a threshold. But I do get easily bored