i feel smal, but so are stars from a distance
Warmed by the shot of whiskey, you laugh at a time you should probably be giving Sera a questionable look. After what has just happened with Finn, that anyone would hurt themselves in order to see you should make your stomach turn. But here in the ice and the cold, your insides are either hot from the whiskey, or numbed by Halo. "Maybe a secret room, off the side of my office. I sleep there enough, it might be useful." Young and healthy as you are, your back isn't going to appreciate sleeping slumped over at a desk forever. "With another secret exit, in case I need to quickly get a patient out in the middle of the night. Someone whose only crime is fighting for the woman he loves..!" Your voice has gotten dramatic and dreamy as if you're reading off the description of a play or a book. "What do you think. You in?"
For just some bullshit small talk, you actually think this is a fantastic idea.
Glancing at Sera, you beam. "And here I thought that I brought you." You chime brightly.
For just some bullshit small talk, you actually think this is a fantastic idea.
Glancing at Sera, you beam. "And here I thought that I brought you." You chime brightly.
