whiskey, smoke and aces high

It's too bad. When did it get cool to be so sad? We're spinnin' backwards, did we all go mad?
Yeah, we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses,
So stop and sm?ll the fucking roses

This was the part where Hallway says, yeah, later. Like tomorrow morning after I've spent the night. Only he doesn't, and what he does say makes no sense. And then of course Ronin hits him with a so, I should go, and Remi thinks he's finally understood the situation.

Not Gay.  Or, Maybe Gay with a sprinkle of But This Isn't What I Thought. It was probably the latter, given the comments about not bringing the girls back and the size of Remi's flat. 'Oh.' Remi's cheeks flush, rising into his temples as he pulls his hand back from Ronin's knee. 'Yeah, no of course.' He adds quickly, clearing his throat and forcing his lips up into a quick smile that he absolutely doesn't feel.

With a posture suddenly stiff from disappointment and rejection, Remi rubs his hands against the top of his thighs, blinking stupidly at the piano for a moment. "Do you need me to call you a cab, or...?"

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