Isla
It's awkward, to feel herself tucked against the solid warmth of Sunjata's chest while discussing his past relationships. Not that it should be, because they weren't anything to each other, not really. Just business partners, occasional fuck buddies, roommates at best. It's a mantra that grows a little thin when so much alcohol has been tossed around, and even Isla, usually so stoic in her decisions, can admit that.
"So I heard," she murmurs regarding Hotaru. She's heard a lot of things about Sunjata tonight, enough that her mind keeps mashing them together like some weird playlist. That she was going to marry he and Nate, though - fuck, that's new. "It looks like you made up, though," she remarks, sighing heavily and sitting up enough to look at him properly.
"You should be with her, if she makes you happy," she says suddenly. "I just... I know everything we're doing with King's End, it's what we decided together. But I realised I just want to see you happy, and you aren't. And so if you want to pick up where you left off with Hotaru, I think you should. I'll be okay."
"So I heard," she murmurs regarding Hotaru. She's heard a lot of things about Sunjata tonight, enough that her mind keeps mashing them together like some weird playlist. That she was going to marry he and Nate, though - fuck, that's new. "It looks like you made up, though," she remarks, sighing heavily and sitting up enough to look at him properly.
"You should be with her, if she makes you happy," she says suddenly. "I just... I know everything we're doing with King's End, it's what we decided together. But I realised I just want to see you happy, and you aren't. And so if you want to pick up where you left off with Hotaru, I think you should. I'll be okay."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
