Isla
"Hardly," Isla says with a soft laugh, waving Flora away. "I'm still used to dressing as if I'm worried the sun is going to burn me to dust. It's a hard habit to break," she admits, looking intrigued at the order of sweetgrass martinis and taking a seat at the table. She doesn't know there are doubles on the way, and if Flora intends for things to get messy quickly, she's on the right track.
Wincing internally at the expectant so that breaks the silence between them, Isla lets out a long sigh and figures she might as well bite the bullet, given that she's going to be staying over at the Doubletake's place anyway. "Sunjata decided he's going to reconnect with your mother. He says friendship, but anyone can see the connection they share," she explains. "I decided it was probably better for me to leave the House of Midnight and give Sunjata the space to rebuild his life."
While I still had some dignity left goes unsaid.
Wincing internally at the expectant so that breaks the silence between them, Isla lets out a long sigh and figures she might as well bite the bullet, given that she's going to be staying over at the Doubletake's place anyway. "Sunjata decided he's going to reconnect with your mother. He says friendship, but anyone can see the connection they share," she explains. "I decided it was probably better for me to leave the House of Midnight and give Sunjata the space to rebuild his life."
While I still had some dignity left goes unsaid.
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
