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1 " Die on me again, and I’m going to fucking piss on your grave. Shit no—I’m going to sell every single damned song we have to a children’s show with puppets. "
― Rhys Ford , The Devil's Brew (Sinners, #2.5)
2 " Kane reached for him, pulling him into a hug. “I’m sorry, baby. It’s fucking Valentine’s Day, and I wanted to… shit, you know I love you, right? I wouldn’t leave if I didn’t have to.” “Dude, if someone killed you on Valentine’s Day, I’d sure as fuck would want a Morgan to come by and kick some ass.” Miki cocked his head. “Someone’s dead out there. And someone somewhere loved them. They deserve to know that whoever did it gets their ass nailed to the wall.” “God, I fucking love you.” Kane’s kiss deepened, leaving Miki with very little air. "
3 " And don’t ye be adding any more bows to that. God help ye, it looked like a blind gypsy dropped off a tribute to Herne in your living room. "