It's wasn't awful. ❪ he says with a laugh, unable to help himself. ❫ Okay, yeah, it was awful. I think it's the thought that counts? You made it up to me on my birthday.

❪ which had been the sort of stuff they talk about in love songs, at least, eddie had thought so at the time. they'd spent the whole night letting hands explore, kissing like it was oxygen and finally falling asleep curled up together.

it had been good. a lot of the shit they had together had been good. ❫