to be fair, rion didn’t keep in contact with people. save for his sister, his general mood about it was out of sight, out of mind. he wasn’t the sentimental type, though as he looked at the tattoo of frank, lilly’s favorite fish, on his arm, a small part of him begged to differ. it was fresh, still shiny and sore, but the pain was absolutely worth it. grabbing a bottle of aquaphor from his bag, he briefly takes his attention away from the area around him, too concerned with digging around to find the lotion. its only as he finds it does he notice someone coming up to him and, dropping the tube, he realizes who it is and quickly pulls the sleeve of his shirt down. “hey, lilly.’ he’s not any less pleased to see her, despite the lukewarm tone. / @euliliana
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