⋆˙⟡ 𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 ˎˊ˗

understand but … i’ll clean them up if I notice.

I suppose that’s better than nothing. But it certainly isn’t ideal to have to rely on the luck of . . .

Someone. To even get the ability to have a bed.

( Eyes rolled , as their feathers shook slightly. )

Also , i’d like to apologize if any feathers slip in my time here. I’m sure you +

truly say ? )

Interesting. Bit of a handygal, I guess.

Perhaps they could use one of those falling over into their laps. My goodness … not to be cruel, but the arrangements and environment there feel far less comfortable.

( A slight sniffle , as a shudder came to her. From the cold or from horror, who could +

. . . oh

Hm … nice place.

yet vague enough to not truly see what all hid behind it. )

So . . . nice place.

( And … avoidance. )

( Isaac shifted in their seat. A mix of discomfort and mild upset flickering within her icy eyes. Grip tightening on her own thigh. )

. . . I see.

( The tone seemed dejected. Like hearing of the gambler made the casual aspect of their talk turn more tense.

Something was there, +

Perhaps worse that I don’t think I would run.

I feel like having a dream of someone specific shooting you isn’t very great of a sign.

( His head slightly leaned against the others’ , a small sigh escaping her grasp. A slight side hug as an arm wrapped around her friend. )

You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll handle it, even if I come up with something from scratch.

Trust me, it’ll be fine. Relax.

. . . Care to elaborate? I’m fairly new , so I don’t really know the details of whatever feud exists around here.

( Hands move to fold and rest upon her own lap. Interest had certainly been piqued, and their eyes were all on him. Awaiting some sort of explanation. )

Troubling . Very troubling .

Mint Chip has made me sick since.

I wonder if they still hold onto the late night ice cream ‘adventure’.

… I don’t wanna know, actually.

( Out of sight, a necklace hidden beneath clothes is gently held. An expression almost close to pain crossing the icy prince’s face.

A shine of something catching in the light, before she quickly shoves it back to its place. )

. . . Eh .ᐣ Survivors .ᐣ

( Sitting down near — yet a reasonable gap between the pair. Looking toward Mafioso with a genuine confusion. )

You mean the guys who live there .ᐣ They didn’t have much to do with that whole thing. Just … some complications.

presented to him. Still a bit loose, but certainly workable. Isaac didn’t intend to linger too long, opening the door the moment she was done. )

( Silently trailing behind , she couldn’t help but pause for a moment upon seeing the grandiose room before them. Overkill, wasn’t it ? But not a word was said, as a nod of appreciation was given.

Soon slipping in and gently closing the door. Quickly slipping into the smallest of the suits +

. . . It ended fine. It got handled. I’d consider it a success.

( The tone , once light now had a coldness to it. Arms folding over his chest. Looking away from their friend. )

I have it under control.

. . . Then don’t. Don’t worry.

It’ll happen, mistakes will catch up and I will handle it. I’ll handle everything.

I did it before, didn’t I .ᐣ

You’re a mega dork, forgive me. I must remember titles better.

( a gentle snicker. )

Nate ratted you out. What were you thinking .ᐣ

Perhaps memory doesn’t serve them too well. But when it hits .. surely he’ll remember what I did.

Then it’ll happen.

Caleb.

( fighting back an amused smile , their arms cross. )

You find new ways to baffle me, and I realize how much of a weirdo you are every time, dork.

You know what complicated things. It’s too much.

Just … wait until he starts hating me. It’ll happen, probably.

Have a nice time.