Remi felt an anxious, but not necessarily unwelcome, flutter in his stomach as he considered Vai's words. The problem was, there was so much between he and Ronin. Stars and oceans, snow and drinks, routines and fireworks. The list went on and on, and each instance while perhaps small and not always exciting, was a stitch in the larger tapestry. Яemi I'm holding on to all the pieces of my heart's debris, until it's time I'll pull it together and fix myself eventually & know it's mine |
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.