Paige
Had Ever written down her last name, it's Berkley in case you don't remember, it wouldn't have really done him too much good. Her mother didn't really give out her last name. There was no need for it. Paige's father had been gone long enough that no one really even knew her last name in a way that mattered. Of course, this would matter to Ever because everything mattered to Ever. Still, all it would have gotten him was a few quizzically raised brows and perhaps a couple of scoffs. Nothing of any real help would have come from it.
Lucky for him he didn't need her last name. As per usual, Paige wasn't home and instead was wandering the streets of Torchline like she normally did. While the weather was much cooler here there were no need for heavy layers and thus she was dressed in a light sweater, arms swinging at her sides as she ducked and weaved through the crowd, stopping suddenly when she spotted a rather familiar mop of curly hair. "Ever?"
Brows drawing together and head cocking to the side Paige slipped from the main flow of pedestrians, approaching the bench slowly before a smile spread across her face, "Oh it is you! I didn't think it was really you at first." She began, coming to a stop in front of him, blue eyes shifting between his face and the other items he brought with him. " You came to Torchline. I wasn't sure you got my letter."
Lucky for him he didn't need her last name. As per usual, Paige wasn't home and instead was wandering the streets of Torchline like she normally did. While the weather was much cooler here there were no need for heavy layers and thus she was dressed in a light sweater, arms swinging at her sides as she ducked and weaved through the crowd, stopping suddenly when she spotted a rather familiar mop of curly hair. "Ever?"
Brows drawing together and head cocking to the side Paige slipped from the main flow of pedestrians, approaching the bench slowly before a smile spread across her face, "Oh it is you! I didn't think it was really you at first." She began, coming to a stop in front of him, blue eyes shifting between his face and the other items he brought with him. " You came to Torchline. I wasn't sure you got my letter."
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
