Isla
"Maybe. You'll just have to wait and see," Isla informs him with a small smirk of her own, thoroughly and happily entwined with Varus and his drama. Nodding her approval to hear that his grovelling preparations will begin, the medic turns her attention back to the bioluminescence occasionally lighting up the world beyond the Boondocks. Only the motion of the cup wiggling distracts her, Isla shamelessly pleased to see her marshmallow gift accepted.
Not that her cocoa matters as Varus speaks again, the Remedy inhaling a breath she doesn't need as she gazes up at him. "You are such a dork--" she informs him, only to be cut off by the press of his lips. Flinging her mostly-empty cup into the water, Isla loops her arms around his shoulders and smiles into their kiss, wishing they weren't wearing so many layers.
Not that her cocoa matters as Varus speaks again, the Remedy inhaling a breath she doesn't need as she gazes up at him. "You are such a dork--" she informs him, only to be cut off by the press of his lips. Flinging her mostly-empty cup into the water, Isla loops her arms around his shoulders and smiles into their kiss, wishing they weren't wearing so many layers.
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
