I Couldn't Stop Staring At The Cave,

I'd Accepted A While Ago That There Were Too Many Reasons For Me To Even Think About Him Romantically Anymore. Every Once In A While, I Slipped A Little And Kind Of Wished He Would Too. It'd Have Been Nice To Know That He Still Wanted Me, That I Still Drove Him Crazy. Studying Him Now, I Realized He Might Not Ever Slip Because I Didn't Drive Him Crazy Anymore. It Was A Depressing Thought.

You Should Know Better.ʺ ʺiʹve Never Known Better,ʺ He Countered. ʺyou Should Know That.

What Do You Think Dimitri? Is This A Good Idea, Dimitri? Please Give Us Your Blessing So That We Can Fall Down And Worship You, Dimitri.

Just Because Things Don't Work Out, It Doesn't Mean There Aren't Other People You Can't Love. Love Is Too Big A Thing For You To Go Without It In Life.

When He Finished, He Drank From The Cup. Everyone Else Did Too, So I Followed Suit. And Nearly Choked To Death. It Was Like Fire In Liquid Form. It Took Every Ounce Of Strength I Had To Swallow It And Not Spray It On Those Around Me. "wh...what Is This?" I Asked, Coughing. Viktoria Grinned. "vodka." I Peered At The Glass. "no, It Isn't. I've Had Vodka Before." "not Russian Vodka." Apparently Not.