whiskey, smoke and aces high

bandcamp

A lot's been changin' lately and I can't tell
If it's me or if it's everybody else

'Sounds like we'd better just lay on my floor instead and imagine the city lights.' Remi says feigning disappointment. There was of course the allure of being fucked sitting with Ronin on a rooftop, but the practical side of the musician was sure that the rom-com vibes of it all would not provide ample padding beneath his body. And given Ronin was still topping every time, his knees were already protesting.

"If Tommy can do it, you can." Remi says confidently, suddenly realizing that no point of this stupidity is worth having Hallway break his back over. Before he can speak these sobering thoughts, Ronin's fingertips have disappeared from the roof's edge and from not so far below, there's....absolutely no sound. Amadeus is asleep on the couch where he normally is. Though he might crack open one golden eye in Ronin's direction, the wolfhound will be largely unbothered.

"Are you dead?" Remi stage whispers, leaning on his hands and knees to bring himself as close down as he can.

we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses
So stop and sm?ll the fuckin' roses

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!