Barrow Fields do you believe there is loyalty in a man?

lusca rn and tachyon always

An air-raid of storm petrels swooped on her, dropping ammunition of love-proclamations. Was this kid for real? He was neck and neck with Usain Bolt, if Usain Bolt was racing to the finish line of holy matrimony. Jarred, Lusca stared intensely at him (you know, the thousand yard variety), then bumbled backwards, shaking her head. "Sorry, I blacked out. For a second I thought you said you loved me." The L-word was spoken with such repugnance, it practically oozed from her gumline. Gold and orange eyes interlocked. "Imagine if you really said that to someone you barely knew.. red flag, right?"