halians | w4 curfew | discount tavern (karaoke)

w4 curfew | discount tavern (karaoke)

cute image to be replaced by something shitposty inevitably

also its discount bc we're not as cute </3

I remember thinking at the time how far this could be from reality.

[ bitterly, even, considering. louis you stupid fuck. ] Still feels far, but. Something about his highness that makes you want to chase his dreams. If anyone could get close to it.

[ he won't linger on that too long - instead just very, very lightly taps her on the forehead with the book, careful not to agitate any injuries. ]

Was the day before I met you, too, you know.

He will. His Highness... he proved even as captain that he would be able to rise to those heights. [ fuck louis, will has this in the bag. hopefully. she still worries, but - ] He lifted all of us up with him, after all.

[ as he can see when the book comes away, disturbing her bangs, her forehead is blessedly fine. her head is largely unscathed. she'll survive being tapped there. ]

'Twas so long ago, wasn't it... but I don't regret joining the two of you on the chase after Zorba. Not a bit.

[ you know who got lifted up here............ me...... bc (redacted) ]

[ anyway. he pulls the book back after quickly, and rolls his eyes, but it's fond. ]

We would've been doomed without you. [ honestly. ] Possibly with you, too, but at least we'd go down all together.

Sappy talk for a room full of bright lights and microphones.

[ i hope you splat like a bug ]

At least. Together, or not at all, no matter the when or the where. [ they're all such codependent henchmen. ] At least we survived that to make it here.

[ pushes him with her foot ]

You started it. And were worse, yesterday.