why icarus thought he'd find his place a little higher
The blonde wig is an afterthought, because at least now she has a chance to run her fingers through his dark hair as she’s hoisted up onto the bar, fully ready to dive in, legs just in the process of wrapping around him, when everything pauses – leaving the heat of the moment in suspense.
"Can you hold this thought real fast?"
For fucking what?
“Y’really think it’s that big of a deal?” Caly asks when he tips her chin up, her brows pinching and her amber gaze suddenly aflame with frustration, hands dropping from him instantly because he’s zooming off to dance with Flora and fuck, if that wasn’t just a complicated mess that leaves her craving a lot more alcohol and a stiff breeze to let the heat of the moment flow through her.
Her brother’s leaving with that parting look, too, one that has her practically deflating as she huffs and slips from the edge of the bar where Kaisel has abandoned her, slinking back behind the bar to pour a few more drinks and help Nova out, while also taking another shot for herself, the heat of the moment burning out in her limbs in a way that makes them feel heavy and stiff.
"Can you hold this thought real fast?"
For fucking what?
“Y’really think it’s that big of a deal?” Caly asks when he tips her chin up, her brows pinching and her amber gaze suddenly aflame with frustration, hands dropping from him instantly because he’s zooming off to dance with Flora and fuck, if that wasn’t just a complicated mess that leaves her craving a lot more alcohol and a stiff breeze to let the heat of the moment flow through her.
Her brother’s leaving with that parting look, too, one that has her practically deflating as she huffs and slips from the edge of the bar where Kaisel has abandoned her, slinking back behind the bar to pour a few more drinks and help Nova out, while also taking another shot for herself, the heat of the moment burning out in her limbs in a way that makes them feel heavy and stiff.
Calypso
it's curious, the flame of the fire
