he gets a text from her.

do you want to share a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

at first he doesn’t know what she means, and then he kind of likes that he doesn’t know what she means.

meanwhile, she is waiting, wondering which of the prophecy would come true. were they doomed to someday fight to the death, or would they share a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

imagine meeting a girl, and realizing…she would always know. she looks at you and she can read your truth and your lies like an open book.

imagine if you overcame your terror and realized what a relief it could be.