Isla
"Mmhm," Isla confirms around her glass of wine. "I took off his arm myself, but the upgrade was all the Voice. Makes him very good at DIY," she says with a chuckle, kicking off her shoes and tucking her feet up beneath her as Sunjata arranges his sweets. "Oh, a fan of blackberry? The strawberry ones were always my favourite." Nudging him, she settles back to let him enjoy the lemon bonbon.
And can't help but laugh, either, as he has the gall to tell her it's sour. "What did you expect it to taste like? Honey?" she asks, reaching forward to pluck up a wrapped toffee to offer it to him instead. "Here, that one should help."
And can't help but laugh, either, as he has the gall to tell her it's sour. "What did you expect it to taste like? Honey?" she asks, reaching forward to pluck up a wrapped toffee to offer it to him instead. "Here, that one should help."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
