// every time you cross my mind, i brought another memory to keep yours inside
i saw us drown like high tide, and everything is nothing if you're not here tonight //
i saw us drown like high tide, and everything is nothing if you're not here tonight //
He knows one thing, that he knows Nate. He doesn’t know Sunjata, doesn’t know the full extent of Aurelia’s friendship with the two grooms, but he knows he’s been roped into coming along, helping figure out a gift and getting said gift made, and when the day comes? He tries to be as put together as he can. Hopefully Nate didn’t hold too much of a grudge over the Sear cat ordeal. As it was, though, he’s dressed well — a sweater of sorts over dark pants, red hair tamed, and a blanket bundled in his arms as Aurelia guides him to the beach.
“A’ight.” Milo offers with a quiet huff, a shrug of a shoulder. “I’ll do m’best.” To be on his best behavior, as well. He’s content to glance around the party, lead by the fiery woman beside him, when she lets him go and promptly dives at the two men. It’s all Milo can do to keep that easy going smile on his face, head dipping in greeting to Sunjata, then his gaze lands on Nate when his brows raise a bit. “{aay}Oy, the sear cat wasn’t kiddin’ was it?” He asks, realizing shortly after it’s probably not the best thing to bring up.
His cheeks flush a bit and he extends his arms to reveal the warm, feather and fur blanket, with a bright grin on his face. “Good t’meet ya, officially ‘course. ‘N congrats.” He doesn’t have much else to say, already feeling a bit awkward about it all, and so he lets Aurelia do the talking before they’re swept away again and the blanket is taken.
Then they were free, and his hand finds Aurelia’s again, his chin jutting toward the drinks and food. “Y’wanna get somethin’?”
“A’ight.” Milo offers with a quiet huff, a shrug of a shoulder. “I’ll do m’best.” To be on his best behavior, as well. He’s content to glance around the party, lead by the fiery woman beside him, when she lets him go and promptly dives at the two men. It’s all Milo can do to keep that easy going smile on his face, head dipping in greeting to Sunjata, then his gaze lands on Nate when his brows raise a bit. “{aay}Oy, the sear cat wasn’t kiddin’ was it?” He asks, realizing shortly after it’s probably not the best thing to bring up.
His cheeks flush a bit and he extends his arms to reveal the warm, feather and fur blanket, with a bright grin on his face. “Good t’meet ya, officially ‘course. ‘N congrats.” He doesn’t have much else to say, already feeling a bit awkward about it all, and so he lets Aurelia do the talking before they’re swept away again and the blanket is taken.
Then they were free, and his hand finds Aurelia’s again, his chin jutting toward the drinks and food. “Y’wanna get somethin’?”
MILO
