mareeana:

Sophie: Don’t cry for me, San Lorenzo.
Nate: You are utterly unclear on how to be dead. This is the second time in two years you shouldn’t be at your own funeral

You guys. YOU GUYS. These two. Three years of angst (with a history~~ even!) and now he knows her name and everything’s bliss and sexytiems. Oh show, why must you make me love you so? (This is kind of only tangentially related to the moment in the gif but shh. I haven’t made a reaction post so this is my chance to let it out~.)

(Source: formerlymareeana)