They mean me! I’m working on an exhibit of my own and helping switch out objects in the cases. Going out on the center floor is great, the whole place smells like freshly cut wood.
my sexuality is Mr. Darcy helping Elizabeth into the carriage and then flexing his fingers as he walks away like he can feel her seeping into his skin
My sexuality is that and also Mr Thornton looking longingly at Margaret Hale’s carriage driving away, whispering: “Look back. Look back at me.”