oh my god there’s only one bed, surely there’ll be awkwardness in the mornin– OH they woke up in each other’s embrace?!?!!? AKSOWJSJENXLAOQLSJDBNECYEBRBFOEPWMCNSGAYWHFBDOAKSNYXBEBDJSHABWNCOSKJJDKWKSJDHSHWJWJJSUSHWIDNWBDGSJWNWHDIWBDHDJBD
idk why but i can so vividly picture julie dancing and singing along to dancing queen as the clock inches closer to midnight for her 18th birthday with only the flickering glow of fairy lights guiding her while luke sits back and watches with a bittersweet feeling in his hollow chest, truly realising for the first time that julie was about to outgrow him and there was nothing he could do about it
only keep his eyes glued on the girl who stole his heart and soul decades after he lost them, and wish with all his might for the magic that constantly surrounded julie to maybe just maybe work on him, just one more time
sometimes you will spend 30 minutes thinking about a character and you will expect to have something coherent to say by the end of that time but the best you can come up with is “they are sooooooo shaped they are so silly i love my blorbo”
“i’m not triggered or upset by or even ideologically opposed to it, i just associate it with something so bad that i can’t enjoy it anymore” is such a frustrating relationship to have with a piece of media
