Seaside Moors i got your girl on the back going tandem

tristan flashed her a grin. you drag me down with you and i'll make a deal with the devil to make you grow a penis, he quipped, shifting (wincing as he accidentally put pressure on his bad ankle) to press his forehead to her cheek. he sighed gently, despite his good natured jokes, still trying to wrap his head around what had happened in the previous days. 

still leaning into her, tristan said with optimism, margaritaville is fucked.