Buy You a Mockingbird
It’s his first day back home after a week at Decaydance’s offices down in Florida, and he always arranges his flight so he lands at O’Hare in time to pick the girls up from school.*
It’s his first day back home after a week at Decaydance’s offices down in Florida, and he always arranges his flight so he lands at O’Hare in time to pick the girls up from school.*
“There’s only so much Robert Smith you can take in one dose, and seriously, I never thought I’d say this but you’re starting to make me hate Disintegration.”*
The opening night of Angels and Kings is a lot more entertaining than Patrick expects.*
They’re rare, these lazy Saturday evenings alone, after lazier Satuday afternoons and even lazier mornings when they don’t untwine themselves until nearly noon, and there are a million other things they could be doing—should be doing, really—but instead they’re lying here, rain running in long, thin rivulets down the windows as they sprawl across their bed.*
Patrick’s never been any damn good at ignoring Pete Wentz.*
Harry only wanted Malfoy for one night, one birthday. It wasn’t meant to be anything more.*