BrainDed

Isla was a unicorn. Sam was in love with him. Ronin was a father. And Remi wasn't quite sure he could take any more of this, and LongNight wasn't even over yet. Having just cleaned up as best he could, and having magicked himself some new clothes to wear, Remi felt moderately better. He hadn't slept well the previous not, not with Isla in his thoughts (literally) and with his conversation with Sam about their relationship on his mind. Even so, he still felt better than he had. Stretching his arms over his head and deciding whether or not he should go down to the Rathskeller and try and tell Vai or Ronin about what had happened, a familiar pair of dark eyes and long tangle of hair caught his attention. "Phoebe?" He called with his ever-buoyant smile. "What are you doing up here?" REMI Everything looks perfect from far away