Being Charming Is My Hobby.

What Happened, Then? You're Stomping Through Every Puddle You Can Find And Look Like You're Going To Punch The First Person You See." "why Are You Hanging Around, Then? Aren't You Worried About Getting Hit?" "aw, You'd Never Hurt Me. My Face Is Too Pretty

He Flipped The Dail, And I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest As Some Vaguely European-sounding Band Sang About How Video Had Killed The Radio Star. I Wished Someone Would Kill This Radio.

Jill Was Tall And Slim, Like Most Moroi. With That Figure Came A Modest Chest. Angeline's Chest...was Not So Modest.

I’m Still Here, Still In Love With You, And Care About You More Than Any Other Guy Ever Will." -adrian-

Considering Adrian Had Once Gotten Bored While Reading While Reading A Particularly Long Menu, I Had A Hard Time Imagining He'd Read The Hugo Book In Any Language.