"sir, you are both ungallant and deficient!"
"how am i deficient?"
"you’re just a boy."
don’t take it too bad
it’s nothing you did
just once something dies,
you can’t make it live
you’re a beautiful boy,
you’re a sweet little kid,
but i am a woman
If you didn’t ship these two, you’re wrong
peter: i have never heard of it.
wendy: i think you have, peter. i daresay you’ve felt it yourself… for something…or someone.
peter: never. even the sound of it offends me.
“Thus Wendy first laid eyes on the dark figure that haunted her stories. She saw the piercing eyes and was not afraid, but entranced.”
I’m in love with a fictional character..