Notes
While Arthur is busy drinking his brains out across the street, Eames can't figure out what Arthur's fucking deal is. All Eames wants is to fuck and snog a bit and maybe hold hands all the time and then ride of into the sunset. Why does Arthur just have to be so cold and difficult?
http://todreamdreamsdarling.tumblr.com/post/88665152115/oh-darling-boy-i-got-a-love-that-keeps-me
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