you and me we're a day drink
What was he supposed to think? Her horror with his question is aired and his brows pinch together with more confusion. She approaches and for a moment he considers stepping back, out of her space. But he doesn’t – he promises her silently that he’ll listen. But he can’t help the tilt of his head as she says that it’s something else, nothing like a murder, which was… Good. It was great, actually, but that still left little to figure out what the hell it actually was.
“I know…” He trails off, staring back at her – even if he hadn’t heard her say it before, he could tell. She didn’t have to say it for him to understand just how much he meant to her – though why that was, he was still trying to figure it out. “What happened?” He asks, lips quirking in a slight frown, remaining like a stone pillar were he stands.
And he waits for the answer, unsure how to go about prompting it aside from how he already has.
“I know…” He trails off, staring back at her – even if he hadn’t heard her say it before, he could tell. She didn’t have to say it for him to understand just how much he meant to her – though why that was, he was still trying to figure it out. “What happened?” He asks, lips quirking in a slight frown, remaining like a stone pillar were he stands.
And he waits for the answer, unsure how to go about prompting it aside from how he already has.
so lose your faith in me
MILO
