RONIN
It's one thing to be caught out in the open (with his metaphorical pants down) by someone he'd previously fucked. But it's another thing entirely not to remember a single moment of it, and Ronin's brows furrow together as Aurelia's gaze dips lower, as if wondering what exactly she's looking at or for. Maybe she had dropped something? (You wish, Ronin).
When his own eyes flick back up, though, she's all but closed the distance between them, and the Star finds himself leaning back as she leans forward, as if that might help. "Uh," he says, his voice almost lost in the pour of the rain all around them. "My spark is perfectly intact, thank you, but it won't help me remember something that I..." literally have never heard in my life "...don't remember."
Laaaaaaaame.
When his own eyes flick back up, though, she's all but closed the distance between them, and the Star finds himself leaning back as she leans forward, as if that might help. "Uh," he says, his voice almost lost in the pour of the rain all around them. "My spark is perfectly intact, thank you, but it won't help me remember something that I..." literally have never heard in my life "...don't remember."
Laaaaaaaame.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
