tryna cop my glamour

AISHA

gimme a kiss
like a kick in the teeth

Time seemed to move very quickly here, these past two months she'd been in Caido having felt like six or more. To think that Torchline and Halo had not been open only a year ago, it seemed wrong. Not that she knew what it'd been like before they were known to this world, but all the interactions and things she'd heard of them made her think they'd been around for so long. Yet they were so fresh, so recent. That certainly explained some things, but it still felt strange.

She let out a huff at his response, for she knew he was right. Staying inside was all you really could do, and even then someone would fuck up. "Yeah yeah, I know," she replied, eyes staring absently after the work he did at the forge, the rings he created in the molten heat. He further described Longnight, she could hear in his voice how terrible it had been, how afraid he was of it. To hear a friend so beaten by his memories, it brought a frustrated furrow to her brow.

"Well shouldn't everyone be leaving? Instead of worrying about staying inside we should have everyone go to Torchline, that way nobody dies," she said, the bite in her words was no irritation toward Oliver, but towards the knowing that it wasn't as simple as that. As relocating an entire population.

my bloody lip
never tasted so sweet