drinking champagne from the fire escape, watching all my troubles rain down
“Aye, same.” He offers with a quiet breathy laugh, able to shake the anxiety and adrenaline spiking up within him with humor – something he’d always been able to do to wash it away. It was easier that way, after all. And so when she listens to him explain whether the shadow was familiar or not, Milo’s stuck between a space of thinking of the figure as well as trying to push it to be the furthest thing from his mind.
He sighs lightly, nodding to Ray once people begin to swallow them up in the bustling business of the Port – Milo remaining close to Ray’s side throughout it all. “Yeah, I’ll do m’best to keep it in mind. Letcha know if I figure anythin’ out.” He still can’t help the edge of a frown that grows on his lips, but he shakes his head in an attempt to get rid of it. “Find ya in yer usual spot?” He asks, honeyed gaze drifting over to look at her.
He sighs lightly, nodding to Ray once people begin to swallow them up in the bustling business of the Port – Milo remaining close to Ray’s side throughout it all. “Yeah, I’ll do m’best to keep it in mind. Letcha know if I figure anythin’ out.” He still can’t help the edge of a frown that grows on his lips, but he shakes his head in an attempt to get rid of it. “Find ya in yer usual spot?” He asks, honeyed gaze drifting over to look at her.
everyone i know's got somewhere to go
I'm here with my head in the clouds
MILO
