taking a moment to be uncharacteristically sappy

[themeletor]

"How are you supposed to measure time with the [person] that you want to spend the rest of your life with? What would make sense? Centuries? ... Nanoseconds?" -- Susan, Coupling season 3, ep 1

gambling_pirate:

one year
four train tickets
two bus tickets
three moves cross-country
and one hell of a phone bill


<3 .


(we now return you to your regularly scheduled non-smooshy girl)

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

*squees for you*

Now, if only I could find the rum, I'd propose a toast :-)

Perhaps something more fitting? *wanders off*

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

Bah. Evil thing. Why'd it log me out? *grumbles*

Anyhow...

“One year? Really?”

“Yes. That’s why I’m here, y’see. Thought ye’d like to join me in a celebration of one year of you chasing me all ‘round these ‘ere islands.”

“I see.” Pause. Green eyes bore unnervingly into brown. “Then you’re one day early, since I didn’t begin to chase you until the day after your escape.”

“You didn’t?” Mouth agape, bottle barely saved from smashing to smithereens on the stone-flagged floor.

“Indeed. A gentleman always gives his quarry a sporting chance.”

“Oh.”

“Mr Gillette, fetch the irons!” Then closer, softer, breathed down a bead-covered ear, “Until tomorrow, Captain Sparrow.”