don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
I’m about to give up and turn around when the door begins to open, the light blinding me for a moment before Remi comes into focus, the backlight behind him making it difficult to see that he’s covered in dark marks at first. But as I step through and get a better look at him, I give him a look. I don’t want to know what kind of kinky things he’s up to with Ronin right now (and yes, I’ve overheard some of those conversations at the Hanged Man, right before they leave).
“Should I come back at more… regular hours?” There’s a bit of disdain in there somewhere, as if I can’t believe that he, a Governor and husband, could possibly have taken up the lifestyle of someone who has a big, important job. It’s all in jest, of course, as I reach out to his shoulder and take a swipe at the dark smudges, examining it more closely for a moment.
A notification system would be a good idea. We should have thought of it earlier. But I didn't want to drag on the PQ when the others were already done.
“Should I come back at more… regular hours?” There’s a bit of disdain in there somewhere, as if I can’t believe that he, a Governor and husband, could possibly have taken up the lifestyle of someone who has a big, important job. It’s all in jest, of course, as I reach out to his shoulder and take a swipe at the dark smudges, examining it more closely for a moment.
A notification system would be a good idea. We should have thought of it earlier.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
Base Code by Sky!
