Isla
Not particularly wanting to feel embarrassed as fuck about her already embarrassing circumstances, Isla declines with a polite shake of her head. "Let's have more martinis," she suggests. "Though they did go down far too easily, so I'm worried about the state of us at the end of the night." Isla hasn't been sad and drunk for so long that she's not sure if she's the type to bawl her eyes out any more, so... good luck to both of them!
Relationships are stupid, Isla is beginning to think, and (starting to sense that this might be about Flora in particular) she'd toast to that too if they had new drinks. "I think as long as you know the truth about the situation and what you're doing, there's no shame in doing whatever you like," she tells her. "For some people that looks like walking away, for others that looks like keeping the fun going."
Grateful for the offer of a cloud manta crystal, Isla fully intends to take Flora up on it, and she relaxes fully into her seat and lets her gaze slip out of the window towards the setting sun. "You know, sometimes I look out at Torchline and I do consider moving here."
Relationships are stupid, Isla is beginning to think, and (starting to sense that this might be about Flora in particular) she'd toast to that too if they had new drinks. "I think as long as you know the truth about the situation and what you're doing, there's no shame in doing whatever you like," she tells her. "For some people that looks like walking away, for others that looks like keeping the fun going."
Grateful for the offer of a cloud manta crystal, Isla fully intends to take Flora up on it, and she relaxes fully into her seat and lets her gaze slip out of the window towards the setting sun. "You know, sometimes I look out at Torchline and I do consider moving here."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
