You talk to me on the premise of not knowing what tiny hot chocolates they make, and for that I am forever grateful. You mark a milestone in my existence.

That is simply why secrets are so delicious, for this one is all mine.


I do not regret a single question, and even if I did at the time, it was wrong of me not to have asked, but to have expected you to give me the right answer.

I'm stuck for Katie Newark and her taxi driver dad.

Inspiration, come to me.