07.
❝that if I can't be close to you
i'll settle for the ghost of you❞
— ghost
—
A burning child loves fire.
Words that come to mind when the skinny man fancying a fake beard and Englishman glasses comes to your rescue.
Angels must have spoken to her because suddenly her eyes became emotive, they snapped, jolted, stayed on this man, the beloved phantom of opera. "The kind gentleman exists," Kenji self promotes, disgruntled.
"Willa, how did this..."
Porcelain mixed with coal, "The kind gentleman exits," Kenji didn't have the balls to watch him watch his wife and scald her by the act of hand holding. Like he cared.
This must be Lev, Kenji thinks. Lev Harding. The one to put a ring on Saturn.
Kenji's almost out of their way with hands launched deep into pockets when Willow begins to speak. "Uh-I got dizzy and... Kenji Louvis... He saved my life," she says his name gently.
Lev responds with "I'll make sure to thank him properly" and Kenji's brows crease. That's his takeaway? Oh thanks for saving my wife while she was suspiciously dizzy. Drinks are on me! Fuck.
"Mhm," Willow's sublime sorrows. Her body doesn't have the energy to train eyes on either of them, so she lets go. She lets him curve her in an almost hug. He's too careful, as always.
Because he knows, chimes her subconscious mind. And he pities what he sees.
A sharp voice follows.
Kenji feels a presence behind. Not Marlin, he has manners to knock. This is somebody... Ferocious. Silhouette louder than thunder claps.
A woman with pear shaped body figure, blonde highlights, berry lipped twisted — turns up. "Sir got super worried," her words flow out of her like oozing blood.
"Eliana drove me here. But that's not important. Important is—"
He dismissed a suicide attempt?
For whose sake? What the fuck?
Eliana hangs by the exit.
"Ask her how she fell"
"Yes—" Lev follows.
"I—" Willow too.
"Eh!" Eliana is fast to make a buzzer sound. Like on a gaming show. Judging from her height and age, she's probably been to one. She passes Kenji. "Took too long to answer. Are you forming a lie in your head, Mrs Harding?"
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