I chuckle and wrap an arm around her, handing over her half of the food and drink, "It's sometime in the afternoon, I think, so it's not so bad. Now...I still do drink in the mornings, but I'm almost certain you would too if you were me."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind