I eat romantic shit up. If I were asked to just sit on a roof and look at the stars id probably internally combust
ppl who constantly radiate bad vibes are so exhausting like how are you always so that way
what if instead of a same gender detective partnership who keep getting mistaken for a romantic couple, you had a same gender romantic couple who keep getting mistaken for detectives
‘hello, I’m sam darling, and this is my partner gregory hitch’ ‘AH YES THE PRIVATE DETECTIVES’ ‘what??? no we just came for some ice cream why is there police tape everywhere’
They start solving crimes anyhow. And it turns out they have a knack for it.