The Twilarts train is slowing down, my friends, but I still have a few sitting around from before Christmas. Here is something that just happened randomly during a slow night at work. I thought it would have been funny if Bella had actually put a bandage around her chest hole to keep her torso together. It would have been that much more awkward than her constantly hugging herself right? And of course that led me to other angsty New Moon thoughts. I tried to think of what Edward was doing all the while and finally realized he would just emo his little undead heart out in Brazil or wherever. And that is the story behind this little piece of randomosity.

Bella, Jacob and Edward belong to Stephenie Meyer, despite the dreams of a million teenage girls.

(Jacob is hot.)