I Don't Really Like Fairies.

I Paused Outside Your Door To See If You Were Awake, And You Clearly Were, So I Came In." "you Still Can't Just Barge In." I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest. "would You Like Me To Go Back Out And Knock?" Loki Gestured To The Doors Behind Him. "would That Make You Feel Better?

As I Drifted Off To Sleep, I Could Hear Him Breathing, And That Definitely Helped Me Relax.

When You Mix Dirt With Water, The Dirt Doesn't Get Clean. The Water Just Gets Dirty.

I Heard You're Campaigning On My Behalf." He Walked Over To Me. "that Wouldn't Be Because You'd Miss Me Too Much If I Were Gone,would It?" "don't Be Absurd," I Scoffed. "i Don't Condone Murder, Even For People Like You." "people Like Me,huh?" He Cocked An Eyebrow. "you Mean Devilishly Handsome, Debonair Young Men Who Come To Sweep Rebellious Princesses Of Their Feet?" "you Came To Kidnap Me, Not Sweep Me Off My Feet," I Said,but He Waved His Hand At The Idea. "semantics.

I Have A Screened In Porch, And It's Nice To Curl Up With A Book Outside When It's Raining, Especially An Old Battered Classic Like 'pride & Prejudice & Zombies.