the things we hold are always the first to go
"Yes, Remi, because I honestly believe that there are chains and bars that would be able to hold you if you wanted to get out." Ronin smirked, nudging the alchemist as if to tell him he was being absurd. "Though if you think chains and bars count as 'spicing up' our sex life then I have a whole world of things to show you." He cackled, purposely not making it clear whether or not he was serious.
"Hey, I attended enough of them. That's how I know. Definitely don't laugh in the middle of someone's wedding. That's a rule or something, right?" He tilted is head, as though Remi should be aware of that much.
Speaking of laughter, however, the alchemist's was contagious, and soon enough Ronin had a case of the giggles as well. "So did you ever think this was where you'd end up?" he asked.
"Hey, I attended enough of them. That's how I know. Definitely don't laugh in the middle of someone's wedding. That's a rule or something, right?" He tilted is head, as though Remi should be aware of that much.
Speaking of laughter, however, the alchemist's was contagious, and soon enough Ronin had a case of the giggles as well. "So did you ever think this was where you'd end up?" he asked.
