skinny dipping in my mind

beside my bed i keep a bottle of dreams

"Have we ever actually packed up before?"

They'd had no warning leaving Northaven. No warning when the guildhouse had burned down. No warning when Safrin had plucked them away from the Grounds and deposited them here. Grinning to himself as he shoves some clothes haphazardly in a bag, he glances over his shoulder at Ronin and chuckles. "It feels...like cheating, not to be starting all over again." Ahhh, but such was their trauma. That not being well and completely fucked over felt like too much of an advantage.

Staring at all the things left to do, to pack, to deal with, Remi just growls low in the back of his throat as he surveys it all, suddenly caring so very little about the things accumulated over the past year. All he wants is to be on the road. To be free again in a way he hasn't known for far too long.

In the middle of the bed Mateo lays, bordered by a lion stuffed toy and Sugar, cooing softly at the ceiling where one of Vai's mobiles hangs.

i wake up and i go back to sleep

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