I can’t help blushing and looking down at my feet. “It was nothing.” “It was literally everything to me.” I look up, putting on my best version of Eight’s teasing smile. “In that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.” Eight clasps his hands across his chest like I’ve wounded him. “You’re right! I’m a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.” He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. “My savior, what can I ever do to repay you?
Pittacus LoreI've learned that some memories surprise you and reveal a sharp edge just when you least expect it.
Pittacus LoreThere were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.
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