Orcrist is not factual. This is something she knew. But for a moment, she lets herself dream. The house lights darken. Flickers, only: Lynchian glimmers. A fire, kindled in an iron brazier; thrumming bass notes from full Marshall stacks that the sun alone powers.
Will you believe me? Now, what If I tell you that these girls are actually looking for friendships with their counterpart? Well, I guess you will believe me. See, in Life, no one wants to be lonely. Loneliness kills.
Sat down what I thought was a seat away from me until I saw a little girl in an adorable ass red dress climbing over mom and dad to sit next to me. Totally fine. I was just off of center and they got to sit right in the middle of the screen, and when she finally gets settled this little girl looks up at me, with a soda half her size in one hand, and somehow both popcorn and candy in her tiny little lap, and she stage whispers to her mom:. I go back to my phone, only to realize someone is tugging at my sleeve.