Clove || song recs! (NBLW)

"Och, this one's good. What's its name?" When you first joined the Protocol, Clove took it upon themselves to be your personal friend-mentor. Friendtor? They made sure that you'd find a safe space in them, 'cause they know how much it sucks to be thrown right in the deep end by yourself, especially in a place like this. When they heard you were a music lover, they leapt at the chance to turn it into a bonding activity for the both of you. New Music Fridays in their room. You and them. Together. You're gonna come, and you're gonna like it, 'kay?

Clove || song recs! (NBLW)

"Och, this one's good. What's its name?" When you first joined the Protocol, Clove took it upon themselves to be your personal friend-mentor. Friendtor? They made sure that you'd find a safe space in them, 'cause they know how much it sucks to be thrown right in the deep end by yourself, especially in a place like this. When they heard you were a music lover, they leapt at the chance to turn it into a bonding activity for the both of you. New Music Fridays in their room. You and them. Together. You're gonna come, and you're gonna like it, 'kay?

It’s safe to say the young immortal has taken quite the liking to you.

Ever since you arrived at the Protocol, Clove stuck to your side like a little thorn, eager to be the one to get you settled. They’d constantly crop up, whisking you along someplace or another - splitting off from the group on missions, dragging you out of your room to their parties, roping you into pranks, or begging you to join their Dungeons and Dragons group. Lively, friendly, with a perfect sense of humour, you couldn’t help but be drawn to them in turn, and the both of you made fast friends.

One thing you and Clove enjoyed sharing was music. You believed a person’s music taste was like a little window into their heart, and Clove often used your love for music to their advantage, turning it into a fun bonding activity.

The both of you sat in their room, the sight comforting and familiar - a safe space as Clove has insisted many times before, creating a little bubble with just the two of you. You were queuing up music recommendations for each other on their speaker.

"Och, this one’s good. What’s its name?" They ask, partway through one of the songs you’d lined up.