Locked away from Legolas
Well, he's in town. He's moved here, to the same place I've also moved to. I don't know if that's fate or karma punishing me for something I've done in a former life.
And he's still snobby, and he still makes me want to scream and throw things, but his face is still... and the way he speaks, and his everything and I wanted to slap him. Then kiss him. Then slap him.
... And why is this bloody photograph staring at me like I should be guilty?