An apple a day keeps the doctor away! A blood orange soaked in ginger beer and blessed by a man named Jupiter and nailed to your door frame keeps away lingering contagious spirits and also looks so nice for the fall season.
I can just imagine Calum floating about the pool on that damn swan, drinking a beer, soaking up the sun, just chilling and not being involved in any of the drama surrounding him. I love my unproblematic beautiful Maori angel.
I love it when Haught took the step to introduce herself to a woman who she cannot explain the immediate attraction it has to get her name, shake her hand, and help her get out of a beer soaked shirt. At a funeral, Haught tried to comfort Waverly but had to back off because she was reminded Wave was straight, little did she know. Waverly tried to make a pass which we know was adorably awkward and it caused a little weirdness between them two. Finally Waverly just decided to push down the insecurity, the fear, all the reasons NOT to and make a beautiful move toward Haught. Finally, like oh my gosh finally, two hearts beat the same song.
It was like painful slow motion. Ham had never really believed in that sort of thing before, but as the coin left his thumb and flew into the air, he saw it slow down as it s destination became obvious.
This thing was already soaked in beer, it was going to sting like hell even more once it hit the eye of one Acetylene Lamp. “Shit–!” Why did he come to this party? The last one only barely managed to be good. And he likely just pissed off the only reason the last party had been tolerable near the end.