last couple of months kinda been a disaster
The last thing the courtesan expects to see is one of the triplets from the party he’d just been to, practically skipping down the gold etched streets of New Haven with bundles of flowers in her arms. It’s sweet in the way he hadn’t expected - not because he didn’t think Nova capable of it - but because he wasn’t sure why she’d ventured all this way out from Torchline to do it.
But, Thorn drifts into her general space, the path of sparkly chaos she leaves behind as she offers him a flower and he takes it with a bright smile. “Hey, Nova, right?” He asks, not really expecting her to remember him from her birthday party, but perhaps there’s some familiarity there. "This's real nice."
But, Thorn drifts into her general space, the path of sparkly chaos she leaves behind as she offers him a flower and he takes it with a bright smile. “Hey, Nova, right?” He asks, not really expecting her to remember him from her birthday party, but perhaps there’s some familiarity there. "This's real nice."
Hawthorn
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
