I have to force a smile off my face as I sit limply in my seat... Then, just as I'm congratulating myself for such a stellar plan.
You try to walk in the light.
Love is illogical, love had consequences--I did this to myself, and I should be able to take it.
The boy who walks in the light.
I don't like seeing her this delicate.
Now you'll get to see how I can really run a building, darlin. Not even a cracked knee to hold me back, yeah? What a nice birthday present.