Between the Lines, All the Days and Nights... And the World is my Playground

[ktotheatothez]

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[ktotheatothez]

[ Kaz nods and follows along, but is fiddling with his phone and he hangs back a little, looking like he's recording something. If you listen in, he sounds like he's explaining himself to Yulia. ]

[anatomizes]

[Lifting an eyebrow at that, but not saying anything.

Sorry, Bostova: your boy is going to be his for a bit.]

[ktotheatothez]

[ There's a sigh as he walks along with you, the sigh of a boy whose elder sister is being overprotective and a tsundere about it all.

His face is a mix of Yulia ples, big sister ples and dammit right then. ]

[anatomizes]

[Busy as you are, you might not notice how he's slowed his step in order to let you have more time on that phone. It might also be because he's going for another cigarette, and you know how it goes: nicotine is best enjoyed properly by taking this slow.

Totally called it. The Bladian's a protective one.]

[ktotheatothez]

[ The kid puts his phone away after the recording and picks up the pace. ]

So... Food?

[anatomizes]

Already on it.

[As he's reaching his car, and slipping into the front seat. You're going to be on the road with him for a while, kid.]