It's too bad. When did it get cool to be so sad? We're spinnin' backwards, did we all go mad?
Yeah, we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses,
So stop and sm?ll the fucking roses
Yeah, we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses,
So stop and sm?ll the fucking roses
'I have to tell you something.' Remi says in his best we need to talk voice. Setting down the cup of coffee, he opens his mouth to speak, before considering and closing it again. With an oscar-worthy sigh, he finally looks across at Ronin, pensively biting at his lower lip before finally spitting it out. "I am an absolute snob about coffee." He says with all the lead up of having just admitted he hides dead bodies beneath his floorboards.
Grinning, he watches as Ronin wipes away the grease. He doesn't necessarily get all of it, but fuck if it doesn't just add to the rugged vibe that the mechanic has going on. Slyly, Remi thinks that even naked, he'd still manage to look dirty. "My guess? Every woman in here." He says, looking over his shoulder. Nevermind that it's the noon crowd which is mostly cougars and 70-somethings who like to stay active. "How nice for you. And lucky for your jacket. If it stays at my place for too long, I can't be held liable for what might happen to it." He doesn't realize how pervy that might sound; Remi is thinking only of Vai, and how she'll take the animal-made jacket and give it back to nature somehow. Maybe in the form of a birds-nest, or some sort of shelter for a beehive.
"So...is this you following me home, again?" Remi wonders, trying to swallow down the thrill that rises from his stomach into the back of his throat.
Grinning, he watches as Ronin wipes away the grease. He doesn't necessarily get all of it, but fuck if it doesn't just add to the rugged vibe that the mechanic has going on. Slyly, Remi thinks that even naked, he'd still manage to look dirty. "My guess? Every woman in here." He says, looking over his shoulder. Nevermind that it's the noon crowd which is mostly cougars and 70-somethings who like to stay active. "How nice for you. And lucky for your jacket. If it stays at my place for too long, I can't be held liable for what might happen to it." He doesn't realize how pervy that might sound; Remi is thinking only of Vai, and how she'll take the animal-made jacket and give it back to nature somehow. Maybe in the form of a birds-nest, or some sort of shelter for a beehive.
"So...is this you following me home, again?" Remi wonders, trying to swallow down the thrill that rises from his stomach into the back of his throat.
ThE RoCkStAr
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
