its in the way you leave

Koa

Don't take this the wrong way
You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you

Her bitter laugh cuts a serrated slice in his memory, leaving a jagged tear in the shield he's built around memories of happier times. Once upon a time her laugh was golden, as warm and easy as a summer breeze. Once upon a time that warmth had been for him, but he hadn't cherished it enough while it lasted.

How far away that all feels now.

The revelation has him starting, momentarily shaken from his own twisted grief. Alarmed, he turns wide eyes to Flora. "Fuck- Mateo?" Koa asks, his thoughts racing to his friend. Had he finally given himself to Dahlia? Had Everest convinced him to stray? The idea that it could be Remi or Ronin doesn't even cross his mind.

Only blue or black days
Electing strange perfections in any stranger I choose