last couple of months kinda been a disaster
Catching Mateo’s gaze is one that Thorn immediately brightens with, an equally easy smile aimed the botanist’s way, even as he sidles a touch closer to him when he scoots the barstool closer. “I don’t really.” He admits with an easy laugh, rolling a slender shoulder in a shrug as he reaches for one of the premade drinks as well. He glances back over toward where Colt is - now huddled with Vesper like a gossip ring - before slipping his gaze back to Mateo and twisting to face the party, back pressed against the edge of the bar.
“She does, though. I was tagged along. Glad t’see ya here though, otherwise I’d be lost.” Flashing a playful wink, the courtesan settles in and pauses to take a sip of his drink. “How d’you know ‘em?”
“She does, though. I was tagged along. Glad t’see ya here though, otherwise I’d be lost.” Flashing a playful wink, the courtesan settles in and pauses to take a sip of his drink. “How d’you know ‘em?”
Hawthorn
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
