RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
My name's not corn. Maybe he's free, tho? My schedule's pretty packed. I meant to wash my windows tonight.
There's nothing else for a minute or two, before another text comes through.
Suppose I could squeeze you in. Food before? Or will you be busy preening?
Remi doesn't see this, of course, because Remi isn't there, but Ronin delivers these messages with a smile on his face that's nothing short of dorky, and he covers it up as soon as he can with what looks like a welding mask, except it's used to stop him getting high off the paint fumes from his spray jobs.
He quite enjoys whatevering with Bandcamp, he finds, especially once the initial do I hate you? Do I want to fuck you? Can we get through one conversation without wanting to kill each other? shit worked itself out.
There's nothing else for a minute or two, before another text comes through.
Suppose I could squeeze you in. Food before? Or will you be busy preening?
Remi doesn't see this, of course, because Remi isn't there, but Ronin delivers these messages with a smile on his face that's nothing short of dorky, and he covers it up as soon as he can with what looks like a welding mask, except it's used to stop him getting high off the paint fumes from his spray jobs.
He quite enjoys whatevering with Bandcamp, he finds, especially once the initial do I hate you? Do I want to fuck you? Can we get through one conversation without wanting to kill each other? shit worked itself out.
show me your darkness.
