when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
"You know what? Of all the reasons for not moving elsewhere, that's probably my favourite. We do get to stay neighbours this way." Not that they could visit each other, but Isla's deciding to ignore that for the sake of dredging the mood up from the depths. Which seems to be on both of their minds, actually, and she gives Remi's arm a gentle pat before stepping out from where she's been walking snug against him that she might see him better.
"How about," she suggests, the beginnings of a smile on her face, "this time next week, I just... maybe find myself in the Oerwoud at sunset? Up at the top of the waterfall. I might bring a blanket along to sit on. And if you and Mateo happen to find yourselves there as well... wouldn't that be a lovely coincidence? You might go up there for a picnic, or something."
Waggling her eyebrows, she can't imagine she's been that subtle, but whatever. "It's true that we can't afford to be naive any more... but I think between you and I, we can definitely still be clever."
"How about," she suggests, the beginnings of a smile on her face, "this time next week, I just... maybe find myself in the Oerwoud at sunset? Up at the top of the waterfall. I might bring a blanket along to sit on. And if you and Mateo happen to find yourselves there as well... wouldn't that be a lovely coincidence? You might go up there for a picnic, or something."
Waggling her eyebrows, she can't imagine she's been that subtle, but whatever. "It's true that we can't afford to be naive any more... but I think between you and I, we can definitely still be clever."
i could die
Isla
