Adrian Gave The Picture A Nod Of

I Felt A Strange Fluttering Sensation In My Chest. Butterflies, Cardiac Arrest . . . It Was Hard To Say What Exactly.

And I Could See His Internal Struggle Become An All Out War. "it Wouldn't Have Made A Difference. Not With Adrian Involved," He Said..... "i Meant It. I Won't Be That Guy Rose. I Won't Be That Man That Takes Someone Else's Girlfriend.

I Left Her There Crying As I Walked Toward The Gate. A Piece Of My Soul Had Died When Dimitri Had Fallen. Turning My Back On Her Now, I Felt Another Piece Die As Well. Soon There Wouldn't Be Anything Left Inside Me.

Rose Once Told Me About This Poem She’d Read. There Was This Line, ‘if Your Eyes Weren’t Open, You Wouldn’t Know The Difference Between Dreaming And Waking.’ You Know What I’m Afraid Of? That Someday, Even With My Eyes Open, I Still Won’t Know.

Sydney: "you Can Be Jet If You Want, But We Are Not Posing As A Couple Again" Adrian: "are You Sure? Because I've Got A Lot More Terms Of Endearment To Use. Honey Pie. Sugarplum. Bread Pudding." Sydney: "why Are They All High-calorie Foods? And Bread Pudding Isn't Really That Romantic." Adrian: "do You Want Me To Call You Celery Stick Instead? It Just Doesn't Inspire The Same Warm And Fuzzy Feelings." - The Indigo Spell