Brendon thinks rationality destroys emotion, and that poise is just forced confidence.
That is the best description of Ryan Ross I’ve ever read.
“Okay, seriously dude, if you were a lolcat, your pic would read, ‘Comebacks: Totally doin’ it wrong.’ That was way too excessively verbose. Notable lack of succinctness.”
“Well, that was redundant, and succinctness isn’t a word.”
“Is so.”
“Blow me.”
“I can’t, I’m playing.”
LOL.
“Bren.” And that’s when he feels Spencer’s hand, clasped gently but firmly around his forearm. “Stay here with me, yeah?”
“...Why?” Somehow, in some stupid, horrible way, he knows why, but it’s so much safer to ask.
You got me laughing and awwwing in a matter of mere sentences o.o
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That is the best description of Ryan Ross I’ve ever read.
“Okay, seriously dude, if you were a lolcat, your pic would read, ‘Comebacks: Totally doin’ it wrong.’ That was way too excessively verbose. Notable lack of succinctness.”
“Well, that was redundant, and succinctness isn’t a word.”
“Is so.”
“Blow me.”
“I can’t, I’m playing.”
LOL.
“Bren.” And that’s when he feels Spencer’s hand, clasped gently but firmly around his forearm. “Stay here with me, yeah?”
“...Why?” Somehow, in some stupid, horrible way, he knows why, but it’s so much safer to ask.
You got me laughing and awwwing in a matter of mere sentences o.o
*off to read the next part*