I knew you were a badass," continued Adrian. "But I didn't realize just how much until I saw you dropping guardians out there. " "Does that mean you're going to be nicer to me?" I teased. "I'm already nice to you," he said loftily. "Do you know how badly I want a cigarette right now? But no. I manfully suffer through nicotine withdrawal—all for you.
I want the people I love to get up and speak about me, and even if you cry it'll be OK. I want you to say honest things.