David Gaider wrote...
If I wrote a Cullen "romance" it'd have to be creepy as hell.
Cullen: I just want you to know... I love you.
PC: I love you, too.
Cullen: No, no... I REALLY love you!
PC: Er... and I love you, too.
Cullen: You don't understand! I think about you all the time, every waking moment! I look at you and I... I want to touch your skin! I want to brush your hair!
PC: I don't...
Cullen: Ever since I saw you in the mage tower I wanted to protect you. Keep you somewhere safe. FOREVER.
PC: ...
PC: ...awkward.
Cullen: As you were sleeping, you said my name. You spoke so clearly, at first I thought you'd woken.
PC: Wait, what?
Cullen: But you rolled over restlessly and mumbled my name once more, and sighed.
PC: How did you get into my sleeping quarters?
Cullen: The feeling that coursed through me then was unnerving, staggering...
PC: Whoa, hold on there. I don't want to know where this is heading, so I'm just... I'm going to leave now.
Cullen: You're like my own personal brand of lyrium.
Modifié par Tassiaw, 18 décembre 2009 - 06:27 .