It's Not My Fault So Much As

You're Burned Into My Mind Forever

One Day She's Throwing A Book At Me. The Next, We're Making Out Behind The Library.

You’ll Have Your Own Superhero Club Before You Know It.

I'm Like A Fine Wine. I Get Better With Age. The Best Is Yet To Come.

Our Gazes Locked, So Much Passing Between Us. In Those Moments, I Wasn't In A Tent With Him, On The Run From Those Who Regarded Us As Villains. There Was No Murderer To Catch, No Strigoi Trauma To Overcome. There Was Just Him And Me And The Feelings That Had Burned Between Us For So Long.