& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
without the dark stain of alphabets?
"At least that one was not the poisoned one." Remi says, revealing one of the clues Finn was meant to pick up on with a sigh. "Practicing...things." He adds vaguely, biting the inside of his cheek and looking oh so very innocent as he spreads his arms to receive his very drunk husband. It's hard to stay angry when you have an exquisitely handsome demigod pressed against you, and so as much as Remi had wanted to continue on with Finn, the dream is already breaking down as he turns.
"It was a feigned business opportunity that went wrong. Stolen goods beneath the floorboard under the rug, key in the oranges, poisoned champagne." He explains before Ronin interjects his own explanation. Raising his eyebrows, Remi shifts to look at Finn, wondering if there was about to be a real crime scene unfolding. Was Finn the jealous type? Was falling asleep in another man's lap an acceptable thing in their relationship?
"It was a feigned business opportunity that went wrong. Stolen goods beneath the floorboard under the rug, key in the oranges, poisoned champagne." He explains before Ronin interjects his own explanation. Raising his eyebrows, Remi shifts to look at Finn, wondering if there was about to be a real crime scene unfolding. Was Finn the jealous type? Was falling asleep in another man's lap an acceptable thing in their relationship?
the lullaby
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.
