happy cycling thoughts

At eleven the next morning, Gansey received a series of texts from Ronan. The first was merely a photograph. It was a close-up of a part of Ronan’s anatomy that he hadn’t seen before. An Irish flag was twist-tied to it. It was not the most grotesque display of nationalism Gansey had ever seen, but it was close.

The Dream Thieves by Maggie Stiefvater

(or that time Kavinsky sent Dick Gansey a dick pic of Ronan’s Irish manhood)