#;!convo

[piedspiper]

       ’ You are only realizing this now?                  Oh Peter, i thought you to be much more wise.                      The m o m e n t we met you should have ended my life.                          It would have saved you so much pain. ‘

              ' When we met you were a stranger to me.                   I  didn't  know  what  you  were  capable of.                   I had never foresee a n y of this happening.            What   about   you, Aithusa?   What about the pain I've            caused? Or the  pain  my  father caused?  Do  you  not            regret     losing      the       chance       to      kill    me? '

[piedspiper]

sxmniare:

                  ❝ What  are we doing here ? ❞

     ❝Have patience, Aurora. You'll see.❞

[piedspiper]

simply-shocking:

       ”Helt ærligt, jeg elsker dig.          Du er sådan en røv til mig,          men det er okay, fordi det i          sidste ende, vi er sammen,          og du er stadig min soulmate.          Og jeg holder af dig. Og jeg kan          kun få teatralsk på andre sprog.”

        "I have no fucking clue what you just said."

[piedspiper]

          “What are you talking about?            You hate my guts, and I hate            your’s. That’s how it is.”

       "...Are you deaf?"

[piedspiper]

   Peter and his friends were tossing around a ball, a muggle ball maybe. It was white with black pentagons, and quite complicated. None of them had a clue of what they were doing, or if they were playing the sport correctly.

   Walking past them was a girl who caught Peter's eyes. He didn't know her—she didn't seem familiar. There was something about her though. With a playful smile, Peter threw the ball towards the other. "Y'know how to play?"

[piedspiper]

“I’m just impressed that someone of your… Age could fight that well, dearie.”

   "I'm older than I look."