engage with the pain as a motive, today of all days, see
With a disappointed sigh, Nate lets his tiny snow monster slide off his palm to the ground, the stubborn memory snow pulling itself together and reminding him of his shame. "When did you get so sweet, sunshine?" Nate teases, pulling out the popcorn pan he'd brought along and dumping the kernels into it before handing it off to Sunjata. "We," here he throws an arm around Az, the other resting on Nikolai's shoulder, "will make sure things are ready here to wine and dine." Which was just a really impressive way of saying they'll stand around and look pretty, a task that Nate at least excels at.
Just make sure you hold it above the fire. I uh... don't really think we need to add to that pyre. A silent laugh rings through their bond, Nate glancing around the group, making sure he keeps an eye on a certain few while they wait.
Nate hands off his popcorn to Sunjata and keeps an eye on the group
Just make sure you hold it above the fire. I uh... don't really think we need to add to that pyre. A silent laugh rings through their bond, Nate glancing around the group, making sure he keeps an eye on a certain few while they wait.
Nate hands off his popcorn to Sunjata and keeps an eye on the group
how the most dangerous thing is to love
how you will heal and you'll rise above
NATE
