Lost Creek Hollow are you worth your weight in gold? cause youre behind [m]y eyelids when i'm all alone

it’s a good idea, one that jaime seems eager about—a kid in a candy store, a boy showing off to his crush wanting to impress, those sort of vibes. alamar nods.
sounds good, he pauses, allowing blue eyes to observe nature around them as they continue their leisure walk—a play, as if he isn’t hyperaware. you could teach me what you know, but, before that, should probably find a place to settle like you wanted.
fuck, he didn’t mean to let that slip, or to remind him about it. alamar doesn’t take it back though.