I'm 15 years-old. Single. Flying in a green cloud all the time. Will you join me? In love with cows, chocolate, a good book and music. All I want is a date with all my idols dressed like cows and eat chocolate while they sing to me.

Coach: All right, Patch. Let’s say you’re at a party. The room is full of girls of all different shapes and sizes. You see blonds, brunettes, redheads, a few girls with black hair. Some are talkative, while others appear shy. You’ve found one girl who fits your profile—attractive, intelligent, and vulnerable. How do you let her know you’re interested?
Patch: Single her out. Talk to her.
Coach: Good. Now for the big question—how do you know if she’s game or if she wants you to move on?
Patch: I study her. I figure out what she’s thinking and feeling. She’s not going to come right out and tell me, which is why I have to pay attention. Does she turn her body toward mine? Does she hold my eyes, then look away? Does she bite her lip and play with her hair, the way Nora is doing right now? She's game.
Coach: Very good! Very good!
Patch: The blood vessels in Nora’s face are widening and her skin is warming. She knows she’s being evaluated. She likes the attention, but she’s not sure how to handle it.
Nora: I am not blushing.
Patch: She’s nervous. She’s stroking her arm to draw attention away from her face and down to her figure, or maybe her skin. Both are strong selling points.
Nora: This is ridiculous.
Coach: And there you have it! Biology in motion.

OOC

Nora: I don't go out with strangers.
Patch: Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five.
iadorehushhush:

Patch is the best man I’ve ever know.
Nora: What are you doing here?
Patch: I work here.
Nora: I mean here. Can’t you read? The sign on the door—
Patch: I’m starting to think you’re following me. Every time I turn around, there you are.
Nora: I wanted to take Vee out. She’s been in the hospital. I never dreamed I’d run into you. It’s supposed to be your night off. And what are you talking about? Every time I turn around, there you are.
iadorehushhush:

Bad boy, Patch.
iadorehushhush:

I’M PROUD OF YOU, MY LOVE fghjks
iadorehushhush:

Yeah.
thejonashood:

Q: What’s the naughtiest thing you’ve ever been caught doing by your parents?
Harry: I can’t fucking say it on radio.

"Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me"

— Patch Cipriano (via itsawonderfuldeath)

I like Patch Cipriano better than Daniel Grigori. Just saying.

fayeistheflyest:

I mean, Daniel is too protective and sweet. The only funny and strange thing he did was to flip Lucinda off the first time they met at Sword and Cross.

Whereas, Patch is, OMG, sexy and funny, and he can be a jerk sometimes. Girls like sweet and attractive jerks, right? *missing him right now*

dixange:

The last Friday I finished Silence; I really liked the book, my favourite of the saga! ♥
iadorehushhush:

YEAH.HE IS THE BEST ANGEL.