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Canât wait to see them on tv again
So these two are looking at each other while everyone else is doing their own thing. đđđđđđđđ
Elizabeth McCord and Noah kahan =2 favorite things
The PILOT ladies and gentlemen. LOOK AT THESE TWO CUTIES đđđ
Bringing this back to your blogs because itâs Thursday (also known as I have no reason other than I just love them) đ„°đ
The Badass McCords Henry: Youâre drunk, and youâre in uniform. You know what that means? Big Chicken Dinner, Bad Conduct Discharge. Asshat Lt: You MP? Henry: No. Fortunately for you - Captain, USMC, retired. Just donât disgrace yourself in public, okay, Lieutenant? Â You need a cup of coffee? Iâll buy you one. Iâll put you in a cab. Asshat Ltâs Friend: Heâs with us, sir. Iâll take care of him. Henry: Get him out of here. Asshat Ltâs Friend: Thank you, Captain. Douchebag Peace Negotiator: Vincent Marsh gave me this job because he knew how to do his job. And Iâll tell you another thing: if heâd lived, Vincent Marsh wouldâve been the next president of the United States and Iâd be sitting in that chair. Iâd have your job. Bess: But itâs my job now. And youâre fired.
âIf youâre asking me to be the man beside the woman, Iâm in.â
happy anniversary
Henry and his dirty mindđ€Łđđđ„
3.09 Snap Back
Henryâs cheek rested against her temple, and she shut her eyes tight and pretended that none of the last day had happenedâeven if it was just pretend, she felt like she could breathe a little deeper. But the moment faded quickly, and she felt the heaviness on her chest and shoulders again, pulling away from him and swiping quickly underneath her eye to fix the mascara smudges.
âWe should get Dr. Klein,â she whispered, looking down and away from him at some insignificant leaf on the ground. One of the dead leaves that had blown in off the shedding trees, preparing for the cold winter theyâre surely about to have.
Henry didnât say anything at first, and though they werenât touching, she felt him tense. âAre you sure?â he asked, his voice more tender than sheâd heard it be in a while.
She nodded, unable to look up at him and say anything. She was unable to look him in the eye, either. She just dragged her tongue across her lips and took a deep breath, trying to put that brave face back on for Buttercup. Because when she turned around, she would see him in his stall, sticking his head out and watching her, for the very last time.
Henry stood very still and very quiet while she turned around and saw him just as sheâd expected to see him. His lip was hanging open just slightly, and he was watching her with a loyalty and dedication that sheâs not sure sheâd ever experienced from another animal, and not sure she ever will. She smiled at him and blinked the tears away, walking toward him and giving him a full carrot again. He surely knows by now that something is up, she thought. He hasnât gotten this many treats in this amount of time ever.
But he chewed happily like there was nothing to worry about. Elizabeth looked down and saw him favoring his leg, though, and that solidified it in her mind: it was time.
It only took about thirty minutes for Dr. Klein to arrive, and Elizabeth had stayed with Buttercup and fed him all the apples and carrots and treats that his heart desired. Henry pet Buttercup from the other side of Elizabeth, not imposing on her space. Every once in a while, she would look across Buttercupâs face at him and see different versions of her husband.
(continue with link above...final chapter!!)
They literally communicate with their eyesâ€ïž
I feel like TĂ©a had a lot of fun filming this scene đ€Łđđđ„°đ
Henryâs cheek rested against her temple, and she shut her eyes tight and pretended that none of the last day had happenedâeven if it was just pretend, she felt like she could breathe a little deeper. But the moment faded quickly, and she felt the heaviness on her chest and shoulders again, pulling away from him and swiping quickly underneath her eye to fix the mascara smudges.
âWe should get Dr. Klein,â she whispered, looking down and away from him at some insignificant leaf on the ground. One of the dead leaves that had blown in off the shedding trees, preparing for the cold winter theyâre surely about to have.
Henry didnât say anything at first, and though they werenât touching, she felt him tense. âAre you sure?â he asked, his voice more tender than sheâd heard it be in a while.
She nodded, unable to look up at him and say anything. She was unable to look him in the eye, either. She just dragged her tongue across her lips and took a deep breath, trying to put that brave face back on for Buttercup. Because when she turned around, she would see him in his stall, sticking his head out and watching her, for the very last time.
Henry stood very still and very quiet while she turned around and saw him just as sheâd expected to see him. His lip was hanging open just slightly, and he was watching her with a loyalty and dedication that sheâs not sure sheâd ever experienced from another animal, and not sure she ever will. She smiled at him and blinked the tears away, walking toward him and giving him a full carrot again. He surely knows by now that something is up, she thought. He hasnât gotten this many treats in this amount of time ever.
But he chewed happily like there was nothing to worry about. Elizabeth looked down and saw him favoring his leg, though, and that solidified it in her mind: it was time.
It only took about thirty minutes for Dr. Klein to arrive, and Elizabeth had stayed with Buttercup and fed him all the apples and carrots and treats that his heart desired. Henry pet Buttercup from the other side of Elizabeth, not imposing on her space. Every once in a while, she would look across Buttercupâs face at him and see different versions of her husband.
(continue with link above...final chapter!!)