whiskey, smoke and aces high

bandcamp

A lot's been changin' lately and I can't tell
If it's me or if it's everybody else

Going from wanting to punch Hallway in the mouth for being insensitive to wanting to shove him against a wall was quickly becoming a rollercoaster that Remi was used to.  The pair were here to fuck, presumably, but there was also something else. Something that made them plan for a next time, but only ever through jokes as if they both needed to be able to laugh it off.

".....shit. You're right." Remi concedes, thumping his forehead with the back of his hand. "Going down isn't so hard, though." He adds, mischievously. "No, it isn't. It's..." Walking nearer to the edge, Remi plants his hands on his hips and stares out at the city twinkling softly around them. There were highrises and buildings all around so the view didn't stretch on for long, and light pollution allowed through only the most adamant of starlight, but..."...it's really beautiful, actually. Too bad we don't have a blanket." Or wine. Or chairs. A guitar. Too bad it was just the two of them and their awkwardness.

Glancing over his shoulder at Hallway, Remi finds himself momentarily undone by the way the light contours out the profile of his face. "You can almost see your shop." He says softly.

we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses
So stop and sm?ll the fuckin' roses

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!