Jase answers by restringing her guitar without being asked.
They fight, of course — sharp, quiet arguments in parked cars, followed by a hand reaching across the console before either of them says “sorry.” irisxjase
Together: — not just a pairing, but a quiet universe. The Beginning (In Polaroids) If you asked them how it started, you’d get two different answers. Jase answers by restringing her guitar without being asked
Keep going, you two.
Iris. A flower, a part of the eye, a messenger of the gods. Jase. A healer. A grounding presence. A name that feels like a steady hand on the small of your back. of course — sharp