"Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely."
THERE IS A NEWLY DISCOVERED PLANET ‘THAT SHOULD NOT BE THERE’ NO SERIOUSLY
AND I REPEAT:
THIS IS NOT A DRILL WHOVIANS
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
EDIT: ONE OF THE LINKS IN MY ORIGINAL POST DID NOT WORK
IT SHOULD BE FINE NOW
RESUME REGULARLY SCHEDULED WHOVIANING
Sherlock returns. New Year’s Day. 9pm.
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it’s a normal school day and you’re vacantly staring ahead when you hear the door open and the teacher say
“we have a new student”
you look up out of a vague sense of curiosity
and standing at the front of the class is your favorite character
and the only empty desk in the room is the one next to you
At a few minutes before four, Peeta turns to me again. "Your favorite color…it’s green?"
"That’s right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange."
"Orange?" He seems unconvinced.
"Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset," I say. "At least, that’s what you told me once."
"Oh." He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. "Thank you."
But more words tumble out. "You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces."
Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.