I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet." At that he smiled. "How would you know what feet taste like?" "I just know. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I brought you some coffee.” he held out the cup but she waved it away. “I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.” At that he smiled. “How would you know what feet taste like?” “I just know.” -Luke and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
