Did Belikov bend the rules of time and space to get here so fast? He can do that, right?

Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.

Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.

He's been out for a while," she said. "You ready to take a break?" Hopper could exist in this living form or be transformed into a small statue, which helped avoid uncomfortable questions when people came by. Only she could transform him though. "Yeah. He keeps trying to eat my paints. And I don't want him to watch me kiss you goodbye.

Any life worth living is going to have risks

Get up guys. We’ve got a visit to pay.” “What are you talking about?” “I am not hanging out with Blake Lazar again.

Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage.