Isla
"Mm...?" Isla glances up to see one of the pins fall from her hair, and she smiles and closes Remi's fingers around it. "I'll keep your starmap, you can keep this. Just don't stab any part of yourself with it," she suggests, giving her head a gentle shake so that her curls fall a little more naturally. "You were? Oh, Remi." It's actually a very sweet admission, and Isla leans in to gently kiss his cheek, before she's promptly caught in his hug and her arms move around him in turn.
"It has?" She chuckles. "Even though I committed the cardinal sin and left you hanging in the worst possible way? Your other dates must have been awful, Remi." It's a joke but Isla still does sound reassured, leaning into his embrace and closing her eyes. "Still, even if you don't need it... it's kind of getting in the way of the date," she points out.
"It has?" She chuckles. "Even though I committed the cardinal sin and left you hanging in the worst possible way? Your other dates must have been awful, Remi." It's a joke but Isla still does sound reassured, leaning into his embrace and closing her eyes. "Still, even if you don't need it... it's kind of getting in the way of the date," she points out.
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
