last couple of months kinda been a disaster
Yup. yup yup yup yup yup. The storms a bad one, and unfortunately Milo tends to be a bit narrow sighted. He thought he might be able to get out of the house, venture around for a bit before making his way back. But as it turns out, he always casually forgets that the storms have minds of their own and always get worse when he decides to go outside.
It’s about that time when he’s tearing through the alleys of Haulani, fighting the wind and debris that gets picked up — a rogue board snapping off and smacking him in the arm, drawing a line of blood along a tanned forearm, mixing with the rain that whips against his skin. So he dips into the first building he sees, the brothel, dripping wet like a soaked dog — water streaming from red hair, dripping from his face as he slams the door shut behind him and presses his back against it with a huff of trying to catch his breath.
It’s about that time when he’s tearing through the alleys of Haulani, fighting the wind and debris that gets picked up — a rogue board snapping off and smacking him in the arm, drawing a line of blood along a tanned forearm, mixing with the rain that whips against his skin. So he dips into the first building he sees, the brothel, dripping wet like a soaked dog — water streaming from red hair, dripping from his face as he slams the door shut behind him and presses his back against it with a huff of trying to catch his breath.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
