I mean

10 minutes into scritches and chill and he gives u this look


We read to know we're not alone


I have never in my life seen a writer describe this sensation that I used to feel almost weekly and still occasionally bump up against. There's a fluttering in the chest, a mild pressure in the eyes. You become aware of the full range of your peripheral vision. And you're dead certain something very important is about to be revealed.

Damned if you know what, though.