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

"Your translations are coming along very well." Remi agrees mischievously. Allowing himself time to watch Ronin lean forward to open their pizza box, noting the way the muscles beneath his skin casually flexed and tensed as he moved and wondering idly if it was too late for him to take up sculpting.

"Well, that's why I never bother doing it. One set should last months if you're careful." Remi lets this linger for a moment, before snorting under his breath and adding a quick kidding. Trying not to let his mind wander too far in the future contained within any time soon, the musician glances at the TV with a vague expression of horror and curiosity.

"So that gives you opportunity." He muses as if Ronin's charming face might suddenly appear as a person of interest in this docuseries. "It looks like it might be a nice place if they stopped intentionally making it look so dark and dreary." It's far too easy the way Remi's mind imagines the pair of them strolling along some emerald coastline or other, and so to shake himself out of it, he stuffs his mouth far too full of far too hot pizza.

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!