I imagine that Charles makes these pained faces when reading Erik’s shitty, literal love “poetry” and tripping over dead nazis as Erik tries to woo him.
Charles, I want to
Bone you with something harder
Than metal: my penis.
a love haiku by Erik Lehnsherr
Kelsey
if the next scene of our cowritten epic doesn’t live up to the literary genius of this haiku
I WILL BE SORELY DISAPPOINTED