the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
"Well fuck me for not wanting to be crammed onto your lap and having my feelings swept under the rug with an offer of dinner." Remi snaps back far more sourly than he means. 'And maybe if I didn't feel like I had to rush through everything on my mind with you all the time, I wouldn't have had to fling it out.' He adds, hearing the hurt and anger in his voice and being helpless to stop himself.
Really, everyone should just stop talking. No drinking coffee, just going straight to bed.
"I'm going to go cover the wood." He says, shoving back his chair hard enough to jostle the table and nearly spill his coffee. Petulantly, he doesn't bother to put his clothes back on, because he's upset and because doing so would detract from his storming out. So out into the blizzard he goes, with only his underwear and his poor communication skills to keep him warm.
Really, everyone should just stop talking. No drinking coffee, just going straight to bed.
"I'm going to go cover the wood." He says, shoving back his chair hard enough to jostle the table and nearly spill his coffee. Petulantly, he doesn't bother to put his clothes back on, because he's upset and because doing so would detract from his storming out. So out into the blizzard he goes, with only his underwear and his poor communication skills to keep him warm.
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
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.
