I don't know who I am, I don't know who I'll be
Remi raises a brow as Ronin launches into his explanation, nodding slowly with the sort of amused patience reserved for chaotic children and apparently co-stars with unchecked access to official logins. He waits, fingers drumming lightly on the side of his burger as Ronin types away, and when finally given the all-clear, he refreshes the screen.
A new comment loads instantly beneath Ronin's:
Oh, babe!—we’d love to collab and to SEE how all that spooky editing is done on your end!
Stay credible!
- @SeanceAndSensibility
Just beneath it, almost offensively fast:
– @DriftwoodJack
Remi blinks once. Then again. He looks up slowly from his phone to Ronin, brows climbing with an incredulous seriously? sort of expression, one corner of his mouth twitching like he's debating whether to laugh, groan, or ask Isla to revoke Ronin's comment privileges immediately.
A new comment loads instantly beneath Ronin's:
Oh, babe!—we’d love to collab and to SEE how all that spooky editing is done on your end!
Stay credible!- @SeanceAndSensibility
Just beneath it, almost offensively fast:
– @DriftwoodJackRemi blinks once. Then again. He looks up slowly from his phone to Ronin, brows climbing with an incredulous seriously? sort of expression, one corner of his mouth twitching like he's debating whether to laugh, groan, or ask Isla to revoke Ronin's comment privileges immediately.
but there's a light in the attic and I swear it's calling me
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
