somewhere else, some other day

Adam

You took notes on what you had to do
To get the piece of the pie that belonged to you

The expression on Amalia's face made Adam laugh, but quietly, softly; the atmosphere was suddenly all around tender, quite markedly different from their usual near-constant banter. He raised a hand to cover hers on his chest, pushing his thumb under her palm so he could hold her fingers; he wasn't going anywhere, not without her.

"Okay, well, how about this: Ama, I think you're one of the coolest fucking people I've ever known and I've wanted to kiss ya for ages." He raised an eyebrow to see what she thought of that, his spare hand lightly resting on her waist and keeping her close. Adam's cold heart was flipping over and over again as he kept his eyes on her face; he'd spent a lot of time with her looking and yearning and believing he'd never get the chance to talk to her like this. It felt almost impossible to be here. "How about, Amalia, I'm fucking crazy about you?"

You've been waiting for this ever since you were young
Be careful not to choke on your tongue