COLT
Man, what a hell of a year it's been
Keep on bluffin', but I just can't win
Drowned my sorrows, but they learned to swim
I need some good news
Sittin' here, sippin' on cold truth
Keep on bluffin', but I just can't win
Drowned my sorrows, but they learned to swim
I need some good news
Sittin' here, sippin' on cold truth
Tipping back her drink, her consolation prize, Colt heads over to collect Caly. "Winner, winner," she croons as she loops through Caly's arm with her own, tugging her along and away from the man who's looking to chase the kiss with more. "First place and a kiss from someone not terrible looking, some people get all the luck," she teases. Their route is straight towards Nova, who's got a nice handle on her eager beau. Though he does release Nova back to her feet, a rising bluster is mounting, the short man a bit prone to temper tantrums. Colt takes Nova's arm in her other one, breezing past the little grump with a wink. "Sorry honey, you must be this tall to ride." Her fingers wiggle out just a hair above his height.
She doesn't stop for the sightseeing tour of broken hearts the Marins left behind, instead she directs them back towards the door. "Caly won I'm afraid," Colt laments to Nova as she tilts her head towards the glittering girl. "You got second though, so after Caly gets a turn with the prize, it's all you." Colt herself would take part too, but first, the grand reveal.
The cold of the Deepfrost night air will greet them the moment they pass the threshold of the front doors, and it's a sobering snap at the buzz she just fed, though not enough to truly take off all the blurring edges. "In the left side of the saddle bag, is your prize sugar." Caly will find a carton of eggs, and the House of Midnight ready for some target practice.
She doesn't stop for the sightseeing tour of broken hearts the Marins left behind, instead she directs them back towards the door. "Caly won I'm afraid," Colt laments to Nova as she tilts her head towards the glittering girl. "You got second though, so after Caly gets a turn with the prize, it's all you." Colt herself would take part too, but first, the grand reveal.
The cold of the Deepfrost night air will greet them the moment they pass the threshold of the front doors, and it's a sobering snap at the buzz she just fed, though not enough to truly take off all the blurring edges. "In the left side of the saddle bag, is your prize sugar." Caly will find a carton of eggs, and the House of Midnight ready for some target practice.
Wish someone told me
Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me
Still stuck singin' these blues
Love keeps knockin', but I just stay home
Still lookin' for the right at the end of my wrongs
Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me
Still stuck singin' these blues
Love keeps knockin', but I just stay home
Still lookin' for the right at the end of my wrongs
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
