Hannah leaned against the wall. "Mind if I call shotgun?" Since you're carrying one? Feel free.
When giants fought, ants were crushed.
I never meant it," he was saying. "Never meant it to happen. Can't stand it, seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something... What do I do? What can I do...?
I'm learning all the time." "Well, you're a scholar.
Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.
Does it hurt?” He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. “Only when I laugh.” “I’ll try not to be funny.” “Epic fail, beautiful.