I'm bringin' sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
It's always possible to have a better time, but the highest peaks tend to come with the most abysmal valleys. That's something everyone ought to experience for themselves, though, and hey - maybe Nova's celestial heritage will provide her a divine level of tolerance.
Not to mention that Nova seems dead-set on doing a drug no matter what he says. The time for preventative measures is over; we're in risk reduction territory now.
Koa finishes the last of his drink, setting the glass on the bar with a thunk before shoving himself off it. "Alright then, let's go." Tilting his chin for her to follow, Koa sets off into the crowd, milling his way along the edges until he finds a hulking man covered in tattoos.
Who directs him toward a boisterous waiter, who directs him to a petite girl dressed in full goth attire, who hands him a bag with a lifted eyebrow, glancing sardonically between the pair. "Thought you were too good for us these days, soldier" she drawls. "Never too good for you, Luna," Koa winks in reply, leaning over to press a kiss on the top of her head. "Say hi to your mom for me, yeah?" He chuckles as he turns back toward Nova, Luna practically hissing like a cat under the flush on her pale cheeks.
Holding up the little bag, Koa cocks a brow at Nova. "Alright, Princess. Snapdragon acquired." Two tiny pearls shine within, waiting to be popped under a waiting tongue. "My friend Mateo made it, so it's the highest quality you can get. Always get your drugs from a reputable source."
Not to mention that Nova seems dead-set on doing a drug no matter what he says. The time for preventative measures is over; we're in risk reduction territory now.
Koa finishes the last of his drink, setting the glass on the bar with a thunk before shoving himself off it. "Alright then, let's go." Tilting his chin for her to follow, Koa sets off into the crowd, milling his way along the edges until he finds a hulking man covered in tattoos.
Who directs him toward a boisterous waiter, who directs him to a petite girl dressed in full goth attire, who hands him a bag with a lifted eyebrow, glancing sardonically between the pair. "Thought you were too good for us these days, soldier" she drawls. "Never too good for you, Luna," Koa winks in reply, leaning over to press a kiss on the top of her head. "Say hi to your mom for me, yeah?" He chuckles as he turns back toward Nova, Luna practically hissing like a cat under the flush on her pale cheeks.
Holding up the little bag, Koa cocks a brow at Nova. "Alright, Princess. Snapdragon acquired." Two tiny pearls shine within, waiting to be popped under a waiting tongue. "My friend Mateo made it, so it's the highest quality you can get. Always get your drugs from a reputable source."
Koa Carpenter
If that's your girl, better watch your back
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
