#// i come back to reply to felix and wolfgang and i disappear back into the abyss

[enmourn]

THE SIGHT OF HIS SMILE ignites something inside of them, a tidal wave of infectious delight that makes them all the more prepares to see where the night takes them. reaching for one of the nearby end tables they pocket the wallet and keys that reside sloppily there and begin to make their way to the door. ' WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TIME TO GET PRETTY? I stay pretty I would have thought you knew that by now. ' it was confidence that turned their hastily thrown together outfits into something of a spectacle, though in the back of their mind it was apparent that the only attention they wanted to receive was from wolfgang, who had nothing but eyes for them. regardless of what they wore, they wore it well. a twist of the doors knob swings it open, while they dramatically wave their arm forward to beckon wolfgang through. ' C'MON, if we want plenty of time to dance we better get a move on. '

relief burns his veins; a depth that threatens to swallow him whole, washing through blood the way rain takes aways the sins of cobblestones. he can put aside the city for a night and hide out in the expanse of felix's ribs, become nothing more than a desperate need to care for the one person who can still paint the sun for him. "yeah, sounds good." anywhere. anywhere can be a salvation when he can ignore the world and fall into the way they have always known how to stand by his side. it's easier to breathe with the agreement, expression settling to something only felix would recognise as a smile, a softening to the lines of his expression. "you need time to get pretty or we just heading straight out?" he could do with a smoke. he could do with getting out the abyss of his mind, he could do with disappearing completely. anything will do.