“A man after my own heart,” Desire drawled, apparently confident enough to pseudo-flirt even with his affections for Declan firmly expressed. “The thing I did was closer to your Crucible, though. We call it Rhyme.”
Reason proved he hadn’t completely tuned out, at that. A wash of confusion came up from behind—and from a sharp look from Ren peeking out of the satchel, too.
Hey, Desire could only smirk towards those background thoughts. Just because you’ve forgotten a bunch of shit doesn’t mean I have. ...Or at least, I remember more than you do, anyway.
“I went by ‘Sly Blue’, then. Undefeated. Good times.”
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Reason proved he hadn’t completely tuned out, at that. A wash of confusion came up from behind—and from a sharp look from Ren peeking out of the satchel, too.
Hey, Desire could only smirk towards those background thoughts. Just because you’ve forgotten a bunch of shit doesn’t mean I have. ...Or at least, I remember more than you do, anyway.
“I went by ‘Sly Blue’, then. Undefeated. Good times.”