Ottilie Weber

“It was time to bring out the world destructive weapons. It was now time to hit him where it would do the biggest damage, his pride.”

“He thinks you're pretty." Genevieve yawned. "Guys always think you're pretty.""Well people think you look like me," I responded."They're only being nice." Her voice was hurt as she curled closer to me."They aren't being nice. You're beautiful, smart, and you know who you are. You're never afraid of saying what you believe in. I never want you to forget that, Genevieve," I spoke tenderly as I watched her eyes start to sag. "I love you, Genevieve.”

“Yet I am stuck in the idea of romance, a dreamer; I want to actually fall in love with a man, then marry him”

“Purple,Wonder, majesty, and enchantment doesn'teven begin to cover the feelings that I had the first time that I met you that only grew. The feeling was nameless, but as time went on it developed a name. Eponine, I adore you…~Riley”

“Emotions are messy.”

“Do you think Bubbles wants Chinese food because it's made out of cats?" Genevieve questioned, shoveling a big bite into her mouth."Genevieve, that's just gross and wrong. Don't say things like that. Bubbles is a dog, and their stomachs are bottomless pits. They'll eat anything and everything in sight."Genevieve quickly swallowed. "Well, Bobby said in China they eat cats.""Gen, I assure you, we.are.not eating cats," I responded slowly trying to make sure another food wasn't crossed off her 'will eat' list. It was ever growing shorter."All lies!" Genevieve proclaimed, sticking her fork high in the air with a piece of chicken, only to have it fall, never touching the floor. "See? Cat!”