Sometimes love is a feather

sometimes love is all that can save us, sometimes love can kill a man

Remi ran his hands up and down his face, reforming and rewording the thoughts that he'd tried to wrangle into some sort of order. It wasn't easy, but he thought he knew what it was he needed to say, and more importantly, what he needed to communicate. Words had never been his strong suit and honestly part of him had considered letting Sam bite him if only so that they could have this conversations as animals where Remi could simply open up his mind to the bookmaker and let him read therein what he would.

But he couldn't. He knew he couldn't.

And so, letting his hands drop and taking a breath, Remi knocked on the door to bookstore immediately feeling his heart jump into his throat and his stomach plummet all in the same swift and breathless instant.

sometimes love is a soft touch, or a pistol in your hand

Coding base by Sky!