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

"I mean...yeah? Everything else is..." Remi rolls his wrist, but his waggling fingers fail to come alive to articulate what he can't. "That stuff doesn't feel the same as having someone come into your home and deal with the worst parts of you." He says in a low voice. "Like you even said, you wouldn't do it for just anyone." Which was sort of the point he was trying to make.

"I know it doesn't have to be anything." You're a real fucking coward, you know that Remi? A real piece of work. Closing his eyes and feeling the first spiderwebs of something dark wanting to sew them closed with chemicals and pills, Remi sets his jaw. "...but...is it?" He manages at last, opening his eyes and shaking off Hallway's apologies. "I'm not upset about the cleaning. I'm upset because..." Remi swallows. "..because it feels like the sort of thing a..." Had his dog's skull always weighed so much? "..a boyfriend would do. And if that's the case, then I owe you a fuckton more apologies and better...everything. And if not, then.."

Here it comes.

"..yeah, I guess maybe you should go."

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!