“He noticed her giving him the once-over and smiled in a way no gay boy in history had ever smiled at a girl.”

“Just wanted to make sure the number wasn't a fake," Az said.She couldn't help her bitter laugh. "Well, you can go ahead and erase it. A bit of advice? Either kiss a girl or don't. Never stop halfway through.”

“There would be people on the boardwalk, but even if they suspected something was wrong, he doubt they’d get involved. If there was one thing to be counted on, it was how eagerly the mortals ignored what they didn’t want to see. The truth passed right by, and never once did they open their eyes.”

“I was so tired but I wouldn’t let my eyes close because I was afraid he wouldn’t be there when I woke up, that I just dreamed him.”

“It's packed in there already and we're fifteen minutes early. My theory, proven once again," Kristen said, climbing the stairs."What theory would that be?""Everyone adores a tragedy.”

“He's a...""Pain in the ass.”

“You're seriously suggesting this?" Az interrupted, his face full of disbelief. "That I what, dump her so she kills herself? That's fucked up.”