Koa
There's an art to life's distractions
"I mean, there's also the part where we were never really in a relationship, but yeah. You get it." If only Flora got it, too, but that's a problem for future you. Zavien's assessment has you grinning broader, chest puffed out in an asinine display of masculine pride. "Fuck yeah. I'm a catch!" you declare. And then, punching your friend on the shoulder: "We both are!"
Zavien's anxiety tempers your mood - or at least, makes you quell your overt excitement into something a little more subdued. You watch his hands float through the water, resisting the urge to grab his shoulder and shake some sense into the man. "There's one way to find out," you remark with a gentle smile, raising an eyebrow at Zavien. If only it was so early to make sense of relationships when inside them, because from out here the whole thing is pretty much clear as day. "I just think... y'know, after the year we've had, it'd be a shame to let a good thing slip away. Especially without even giving it a chance."
Zavien's anxiety tempers your mood - or at least, makes you quell your overt excitement into something a little more subdued. You watch his hands float through the water, resisting the urge to grab his shoulder and shake some sense into the man. "There's one way to find out," you remark with a gentle smile, raising an eyebrow at Zavien. If only it was so early to make sense of relationships when inside them, because from out here the whole thing is pretty much clear as day. "I just think... y'know, after the year we've had, it'd be a shame to let a good thing slip away. Especially without even giving it a chance."
To somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through
