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And if the Music is Good, You Dance.
"I love it when you make me tea, without me even needing to ask. I love it when you put it in my favourite mug, the one you got me, shaped like a dragon, so the steam comes out it’s nose like it just breathed fire and burnt the kitchen down. But it didn’t, that was you last time you tired to cook for me. But you didn’t, you just set the fire alarm off. But I thought the house was burning down around me and I looked for the most valuable thing in my life to save. But you weren’t there. You were in the kitchen with a goofy grin, mumbling apologies as a tried to cling to your soul, my heart racing with fear and then with relief and then from just being around you."
- paperolympus, You better make me a cup of tea to make up for it (via wnq-writers)

(Source: wnq-writers.com, via wnq-writers)