Darshana

“I am so sad about my underwear," Kami announced, and Ash looked as if he regretted all of his life decisions.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade

“My phone started flashing on the bed. I looked at the screen, then looked up. "Fuck."
"Who is it?" Negin frowned. "Why do you look so scared?"
"Oh my god, is it ISIS?" Frankie yelled.
"Yes, it's ISIS," Negin yelled back. "They always phone Phoebe before they strike.”
― Tom Ellen, Freshers

“Oh, wait, okay, you need my help. What do you need? Do you need practice kissing girls? That’s totally fine. I can do that. Come here, I’ll kiss you right now.”
The creak of the door made Kami look away from Holly and Holly look up from the book.
Ash looked as if he seriously wondered why it was always him.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade

“The man smiled. Unfortunately, it didn’t make him look friendly. “I don’t deal drugs. I deal life and death.” As if on cue, behind him the doors sprang open. Most people kept clothes and shoes in their closets. Some people used them to hide their junk. But this… this wasn’t normal. This man kept bodies in his closet. They weren’t piled on one another. They weren’t crammed in at odd angles. If they were, it might be less creepy. These bodies were organized. They were hanging—on hangers—and in rows like suits. I had a sudden, vivid image of this man opening his closet every morning and pondering which body to wear.”
― Cambria Hebert, Recalled