// heart strung, young and dumb, yeah we had no fear
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
He pats her hand and Sera beams up at him, the grin remaining as he promises to make it up to her. And she’s more than content to follow him wherever he guides them, stepping out of the alley onto another street as they head toward the Hanged Man. “It was a bit time consuming, yes.” She comments. Despite having the compass, sometimes randomly appearing and disappearing into the center of Torchline seemed like a bad idea.
What if she were to teleport into something terrible?
She couldn’t have that. As for swimming, though, her head tilts back up toward him, head tilting enough to rest her temple along his arm as they walk. Her gaze narrows playfully a fraction, before she’s letting her smile shift into something a bit more mischievous. “In this heat? I’m absolutely interested.” She offers, letting her gaze linger along him a brief moment more, before she’s glancing back toward the Hanged Man. “Especially if it’s a private place with your company.” She tacks on at the end, letting the smirk widen a fraction on her face.
What if she were to teleport into something terrible?
She couldn’t have that. As for swimming, though, her head tilts back up toward him, head tilting enough to rest her temple along his arm as they walk. Her gaze narrows playfully a fraction, before she’s letting her smile shift into something a bit more mischievous. “In this heat? I’m absolutely interested.” She offers, letting her gaze linger along him a brief moment more, before she’s glancing back toward the Hanged Man. “Especially if it’s a private place with your company.” She tacks on at the end, letting the smirk widen a fraction on her face.
Seraphina
