“You are my new hero. Seriously, I might actually be in love with you now. Would it be awkward if we made out?”

“What do we do now?”“Well, we escape. I’m not sure how yet, but—”“No,” said Valkyrie. “What do we do now? We’re partners. You’re my best friend. I love you. You were my… I looked up to you. What am I supposed to do now?”He turned away. “You need to find yourself a new hero.”

“I was starting to hate my sixteenth birthday. A poufy white dress and a cake with roses made out of pink icing and awkward dancing with boys in awkward suits was starting to sound like a great alternative. Seriously. Sign my up, I wouldn't even complain.”

“I think, uh, I might be in love with you," I said, my voice sounding gruff and awkward even to my own ears.”

“You’re a genius!” – Abigail“Ah now, don’t be going on like that. I might actually think you like me, and where would we be then?” – Sundown”

“Don't leave a message," his voicemail said. "If you do, I might call you back. We could end up communicating, and that would be awkward.”