"Gonna have to drop you postcards in a mailbox. I'll be off the grid."
Lydia snorts, starting to carefully pick her way forward through the detritus of Valentine's Days past. Which is. Worryingly sticky. And unsurprisingly floral. "The jewelry business would beg to differ."
She tilts her head to the side, examining the blindness of LUV.
"Though love doesn't have to be romantic." A beat, considering. "Or particularly nice."
MEMORY: Sleigh Bells Ring
Lydia snorts, starting to carefully pick her way forward through the detritus of Valentine's Days past. Which is. Worryingly sticky. And unsurprisingly floral. "The jewelry business would beg to differ."
She tilts her head to the side, examining the blindness of LUV.
"Though love doesn't have to be romantic." A beat, considering. "Or particularly nice."