[…]how much Avery meant to her, how much did she loved her, she was not only a partner but her best friend. Avery was her Bucky. Her wonderwall. As much as she needed to breath, Summer needed Avery by her side.
If he had to pick, Steve would choose the photo at the beach –couldn’t recognize the place because it didn’t sound familiar to him. Avery and Summer, at the age of eighteen? Twenty years old? Steve wasn’t sure, were posing in front of the sea, hugging each other, smiling to the camera –Avery’s smile showed how passionate she used to be, self-confident; Summer was smiling shy, with her cheeks blushing awkwardly.
“SHIELD is corrupted" she whispered next to Summer’s ear. "and so am I.”
I could drag you from the ocean, I could pull you from the fire. And when you’re standing in the shadows, I could open up the sky.
"It’s based on The red shoes by…”
"Hans Christian Andersen." he interrupted her, his lips curved into a sweet little smile. "I read it long time ago."
"Wait." she couldn’t be more suprised at that moment. "You read?”
}…The red shoes - coming sooner
You gave up everything you had to find me. You found me broken. You gave up everything you had.
Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own. } … Aimee Bender