( So yesterday by Scott Westerfeld (Spoilers) )

♪ “I hate to ask the obvious,” Adam says as he cuts, “but is there some reason you didn’t go to a stylist?”

Kris shrugs. “Didn’t feel like it. They never cut it how I want it and then I have to pay them thirty bucks for screwing it up. I can screw it up myself for free.”

♪ Adam braces his hands on the edge of the counter and waits for his ( Read more... )

- but again, maybe by
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-"Nick subjected him to a long, judgmental stare. "There's something very wrong with you," he said at last. "I thought you should know.""
-Nick from page 41 of The Demon's Lexicon by Sarah Rees Brennan/sarahtales

-"She glanced at Jamie, who was standing about doing his impression (Nick had to concede it was good) of a wounded deer.-Mae, Jamie, and Nick ( Read more... )

-"By his side, Arthur drinks from his cup and ignores the servant who refills it. The boy's name is Angus. He bows when it is suitable to do so, calls every man and woman of the court by their proper title with the appropriate deference, slips about the castle silently as a wraith and has most of his duties completed without fault before Arthur ( Read more... )

-"Talk-talk-talk-talk. Demyx wished he had a sock puppet. He could put it on his hand, colour its hair purplish-blue, open up with a shrill, “Hi, I’m Zexy!” and then just spend a couple hours repeating the word ‘yap!’ It’d sum things up nicely. Demyx was kind of tempted to grab his crotch out of the blue and see how much talking he got done that ( Read more... )

-"“am I to understand that you do not - that you have not…” He grasps for an appropriate euphemism, but when none occur to him he settles for a vague, intertwining hand gesture."
-Aziraphale from Crowley Versus the French

-"“Well, what about the gray area, eh? There’s all manner of things that rely on intent. Like, giving a toddler a smack. If it’ ( Read more... )

"“You’re disgusting, Black,” Lily said, looking down her nose at him. “I don’t know what Remus sees in you. If you were my boyfriend I’d poison your morning pumpkin juice.”

“If you were my girlfriend, I’d drink it.”

“Hey!” Lily and James chorused together, glaring daggers at Sirius, who held up his hands in surrender.

“I’m just saying…”-Lily, ( Read more... )