Imagine a hot summer day at the Ministry.
It's the middle of the afternoon, the sun is high in the sky, the air suffocatingly warm, barely any breeze to make it slightly more bearable.
Even withing the thick stone walls of the Ministry, every movement feels like evolving through syrup.
The buildings are eerily silent, but if someone were to follow the distant sound of laughter, they would be led to the lake.
There, stretched on the sun-warmed dock, waddling in the blissfully cold water, laying on cotton blankets spread under the trees' shade, most ghouls and Siblings found a reprieve from the unforgiving weather.
Fresh fruits are piled on silver plates, cold drinks kept in ice buckets, towels at the ready for the swimmers.
Everything feels lazy and indulgent, everyone jokingly bickers to be able to cuddle air ghouls and their wonderfully cool body temperature, or latch onto water ghouls the second they walk out of the lake - which doesn't happen often.
It's nice, living your day like you're in a indie movie.
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Do you ever think about Julie and the Phantoms and feel a violent urge to burn Netflix to the ground for cancel it after just one season?
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No because, the way Stede keeps his eyes blissfully closed well after the kiss ends, and the way he looks so fondly at Ed when his eyes finally open, and the way you can see Ed’s cheeks tilt upwards with the start of his own smile, and the way Ed keeps his hand gently on Stede’s face, and the way they stay so impossibly close together, and the way Ed’s nose brushes against Stede’s because they’re so close together, and—
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do you ever just stop and think maybe it's all worth it, sometimes
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