“…It was her.

She was that missing piece to the puzzle, and now that she was here in front of me it all seemed to just fit together seamlessly. Everything was right again. I didn’t worry about tornados or earthquakes or fires, wasn’t freaking out over goddamn ants, and couldn’t honestly care less about what kind of fucking basket I bought. We’d endure and handle whatever life through our way…”

-Based on Emancipation Proclamation fanfic.