“You're mine,” she whispered. “Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we'll live.”
I’m also thinking maybe we should travel or something …
Maybe a cruise, or maybe contiki? I would still love to see Europe, but maybe we should win lotto first.
“I might not be the same, but that’s not important
No freedom till we’re equal, damn right I support it.”