Isabelle.

— could manage was a smile. "Hey, Little Eagle…" She said softly, her hues moving up from the floor and towards @ClashingGaiety.

— to reality. In normal circumstances, she would welcome @ClashingGaiety back with a hug or a sort of affection, but right now, all she —

— sound of the opening door to the apartment signaling that @ClashingGaiety was back from work brought her away from the thoughts and back —

— still there, somewhere inside @ClashingGaiety, for despite his changing actions, she still loved him like she did before. The abrupt —

— the warmest cuddles on the coldest nights. She missed her Little Eagle… but she knew that that 'Little Eagle' was — (@ClashingGaiety)

— love with years ago, the one who could make her smile or laugh with the simplest actions, the one that would give her — (@ClashingGaiety)

— them seem to gradually increase over the past few weeks, and she hated it. She missed the old @ClashingGaiety, the one she fell in —

— to /always/ cut off the conversation, or just unwillingly keep it going… The silence of tension that settled between — (@ClashingGaiety)

— they used to talk to each other about or just things in his daily life– especially stuff going on at his work– @ClashingGaiety just seem —

— imagination, but was @ClashingGaiety avoiding her? Every time she tried to start a conversation or just talk to him about the things —

— she still seem to notice them – they've been together for years, so how could she not…? Maybe it was only her — (@ClashingGaiety)

The last few weeks with @ClashingGaiety was different, there was no doubt about it. Even though the changes were mere and little, but —

|| AW, DADDY JASON.

"Hey, you're still the same grumpy Luke." She said with a grin.

|| I hate this *are

"Woah, more people is here!"

Blinks at Luke. "You're obviously Luke, and you're still my llama. Okay?"

"Wait, is that… Luke– I mean– llama?"

"Am I supposed to be surprised that he has a daughter…?" (@BellicoseAdroit)