first off, you should know, that my light's on but i ain't home
She tells him to relax about it, but he finds it relatively difficult to do. So he nods, instead, to her follow up comment, letting her press her lips to his jaw, letting her rest against him wherever she needs to. “That makes sense.” He offers her quietly. It had been his job from the beginning, to spread Safrin’s name and give her all the attention she deserved. But it still didn’t make it easier given how his life had changed so much, how much he was still trying to adjust to it, how much he was forced to fight in a war for her that would end up with him faced against his love.
On opposite sides of the battle lines.
He drags deep from the cigarette, holding it in a bit longer than otherwise, letting it push and tingle against his lungs and throat before he’s exhaling the cloud and leaning back. She reiterates that she doesn’t want to be alone and he understands. He remembers the night Nate had decided he couldn’t stay, how it had torn him apart again anew, and he finds himself staring at the ceiling for a long moment as she curls against him and his neck. “What was her answer to that?” He asks quietly, lowering his gaze to find her face, something distant in the steel of his eyes.
On opposite sides of the battle lines.
He drags deep from the cigarette, holding it in a bit longer than otherwise, letting it push and tingle against his lungs and throat before he’s exhaling the cloud and leaning back. She reiterates that she doesn’t want to be alone and he understands. He remembers the night Nate had decided he couldn’t stay, how it had torn him apart again anew, and he finds himself staring at the ceiling for a long moment as she curls against him and his neck. “What was her answer to that?” He asks quietly, lowering his gaze to find her face, something distant in the steel of his eyes.
up high, but i stay low
SuNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
