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Even as a boy—skinny Emery Hazard, who probably weighed a hundred pounds when he was sopping wet—he’d always had that same way of being angry: silent, but filled with rage like gasoline and a match just rasping the striker strip.

I'm buzzing
Taking time to admire the writing again

To Hazard’s surprise, Somers turned away. Sunlight through the window gleamed on his cheeks, outlining the tracks of tears. With one arm, Somers dashed at his eyes, and then he shook his head and cleared his throat. It wasn’t enough; he dashed at his eyes again, and then again.

Reading slow is better than not at all
Can't believe it's been 5 years since I first started this series not knowing what would come

Head wants reread
Head gets reread <3

Polar explorers, he thought he had read somewhere, would have their ships get stuck in the ice. They’d be in the exact same place, trapped, but they’d be lost. And that’s how this felt. Somers’s hand rested on the arm of the chair, brushing Hazard’s. That’s what this was: being lost and being stuck in the same goddamn place.

Once, and only once, Hazard had gone to Big Biscuit. He had made Jeff go with him . They had been dating then— if you could call it dating when nobody knew, when you didn’t hold hands in public, when you didn’t kiss except in the basement with the door closed, if you could call that anything but a joke— and Hazard had insisted.

Even though I read it before, it's those small things in between that hurt

“You say one more time that you should have taken him into the station, and you’ll be shitting out your own teeth for the next year.”

Our beloved Emery Hazard being his sweetest self 😄💜
Man, I still love my favorite idiots so much

Fuck it all, I'm rereading this now