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

'Oh is right.' Isla agrees breezily, reaching for Remi's chart and flipping a few pages over to study the newly-added scribbles. "Sure. That's what they all say." She adds with a chuckle, before reaching down for one of Remi's toes and twisting it beneath the sheets. "OW." Remi cries a touch childishly, flinching and reaching out as if he might have the flexibility to rub his wounded foot. (He doesn't). "Oh you're fine." Isla says with a roll of her eyes. In reality, though, he was. If his blood flow had made it back to his feet from his faint, and the pain from his toe had made it up to his brain, everything was in more or less working order.

"So did I hear that right? This one is taking you home?" She asks with a raised brow, looking stern only for a moment before reaching out to clap Ronin on the back. "Great, because your place is a mess and if I had to hear Vai lecture me about the benefits of white sage and adding more turmeric to my diet, one of us was going to end up in the morgue."

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!