#ruddy cheeks

[ohgodshutit]

[elgog]

[yavannamire]

[rudikawhy]

[koalas-koalas-everywhere]

The music they play on Cho and Summer’s scene is so touching. Idk, especially woth how things turn out for them, it would have been very easy to play something sexier ti emphasize their passion, but they went with something soft and poignant.

[dyrewrites]

Are we going through our writing folders because we want to write a thing and don't want to start a new one?

Yes.

So here is a thing I thought I could write but still cannot. I share this bit in case you can figure out why on your own.

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It was warm, balmy and bright that summer. The sort of weather that itches, that burns redhot on any bare scrap of skin not slathered in sunscreen. An average summer for the land without seasons. The city of sun and sea, of transplanted palm trees and overreaching cartoon mice…

And it was during that painfully average summer that Lexi died.

Her heart continued to beat after, her blood pumped, her neurons fired and she even reacted to outside stimuli. She smiled, she laughed, when appropriate, when expected.

But, despite her best efforts, Lexi wasn't alive and, as she stared into the too-clean mirror of her bathroom at the emptiness overtaking her eyes, she worried. No, she concluded, with absolute certainty; she never would be again.

Her parents often warned her of the dangers of being a girl. They were particularly concerned about the type of girl she was. She'd developed too much, too soon. They warned of dark alleys, empty locker rooms, backseats and public restrooms. They told of strange men and aggressive boys, taking what they wanted without concern for her desires or safety.

He was no stranger. Lexi had known him all summer. A friend of her friend's boyfriend. They spent almost every day together. They walked and talked and laughed, watched movies and sang along with the radio. He was older by more than a few years, not a boy but a man. Lexi's parents found him charming and accepted him without her ever needing to ask.

No one ever asked.

[kajaono]

Janes best Sherlock impression. Am I the only one who gets Granada “The red headed league” flashbacks?

[butt-of-glory]

boys with ruddy/rosy cheeks are so cute and beautiful I could die