Silly little ficlet.
They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.
Tsukishima knew if he didn't look now, he never would, so he steeled himself. “If you want to show me, then show me, sir.”
Tsurumi kept one hand on Tsukishima’s shoulder and pulled away the headplate with the other, setting it down on the bedside table.
The three of them go to see the redwoods.
The chiricsanango, or yesterday today and tomorrow plant, has color-changing flowers that last for just three days: yesterday they were purple, today they are lavender, tomorrow they will be white, and then they will be gone.
Brandon and Phillip have an arrangement. It isn't a game; it's closer in spirit to a contract.
Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.
Tybalt and Mercutio were childhood friends, of a sort.
Sansa expects imprisonment and death from the Mad Queen. She doesn't get it.
Goodsir is at heart a merciful man; Hickey uses that against him.