hop-a reblogged
⌊ / / vyrse.⌉
A brow quirks upward with curiosity, then furrow together with suspicion. “What kind of trip?”
/ / - [ a sigh escaped his lips before running a gloved hand through his hair. “how do you feel about coruscant?” he asked, brows set as he looked at vyrse. “i need to pay a friend a visit,” this time his brows furrowed, trying to communicate his intent to the person without voicing it aloud.
