Sayo

“Whenever Percy stopped by to see [Annabeth], she was so lost in thought that the conversation went something like this:
Percy: 'Hey, how's it going?'
Annabeth: 'Uh, no thanks.'
Percy: 'Okay...have you eaten anything today?'
Annabeth: 'I think Leo is on duty. Ask him.'
Percy: 'So, my hair is on fire.'
Annabeth: 'Okay, in a while.”
― Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

“Who'd you piss off to get the graveyard shift?" Aelin asked, wiping the sweat from her brow.

Fenrys snorted and ran a hand through his hair. "Would you believe I volunteered for it?"

She arched a brow. He shrugged, watching the field again, the mists still clinging to its farthest reaches. "I don't sleep well these days." He cut her a sidelong glance. "I don't suppose I'm the only one."

She picked at the blister on her right hand, hissing. "We could start a secret society—for people who don't sleep well."

"As long as Lorcan isn't invited, I'm in.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Princess, why don't you just take the pregnancy test? Then, if it says no, you will know it’s just the flu; and if it says yes, well, you can freak, and I can celebrate.”
― Jillian Dodd, That Baby

“Then we shall shut them," Gavriel said, and smiled grimly. "Together."
The word was more of a question, subtle and sorrowful. Together. As father and son. As the two warriors they were.
Gavriel - his father. He had come.
And looking at those tawny eyes, Aedion knew it was not for Aelin, or for Terrasen, that his father had done it.
"Together," Aedion rasped”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash