MILO
island smiles and cardigans
these nights that we've been drinking in
these nights that we've been drinking in
Truth be told, Milo’s never really done this date thing. It’s always just been flings here and there, nothing quite official like he’s heard so many others talk about. But to him, Aurelia is different, and even if it wasn’t something official they wanted to put a name to, it felt different to him. So he decides to go all out, for the most part, choosing one of his favorite places within Torchline to show her.
He’s dressed relatively nicely all things considered, fiery hair tamed, quite sober as well, having packed a bag full of food and snacks, treats and drinks, blankets, much like she had done when she’d woken him up that day on the beach. He doesn’t know what she likes, so he brings a variety, slung in the pack over his shoulder, a smooth scarlet red shirt worn with sleeves that cover his tattoos, and a thin jacket sported on top of it. It’s almost Deepfrost, after all, and for someone unused to any other wildly ranged temperatures, he gets cold a bit easier with the dip in temperature.
Still, he finds her on the beach nearby the docks to the Ark, slipping up beside her and hoping he’s gone unnoticed until he can nudge her in the side with an elbow. “Aye ‘Relia.” He begins, flashing a playful grin. “I got somethin’ t’show ya. Got some time t’sneak away?” He asks, positive she does since he knows the Ark isn’t going anywhere anytime soon, and he trots off quite easily in the direction of the Hale Ka’aila.
He’s dressed relatively nicely all things considered, fiery hair tamed, quite sober as well, having packed a bag full of food and snacks, treats and drinks, blankets, much like she had done when she’d woken him up that day on the beach. He doesn’t know what she likes, so he brings a variety, slung in the pack over his shoulder, a smooth scarlet red shirt worn with sleeves that cover his tattoos, and a thin jacket sported on top of it. It’s almost Deepfrost, after all, and for someone unused to any other wildly ranged temperatures, he gets cold a bit easier with the dip in temperature.
Still, he finds her on the beach nearby the docks to the Ark, slipping up beside her and hoping he’s gone unnoticed until he can nudge her in the side with an elbow. “Aye ‘Relia.” He begins, flashing a playful grin. “I got somethin’ t’show ya. Got some time t’sneak away?” He asks, positive she does since he knows the Ark isn’t going anywhere anytime soon, and he trots off quite easily in the direction of the Hale Ka’aila.
we're here to help you kill all of this hurt
that you've been harboring
that you've been harboring
