this is why we can't have nice things, honey
Ronin probably knew something was up when Flora had not only asked him to hang out with her that afternoon but had also offered to make them a picnic. That she had also rented a little rowboat for them to paddle around in #exploration reqs wasn't completely suspicious, but it was a little stitious.
Deepfrost though it might be, Flora was still in a sundress (with a blanket wrapped adorably around her shoulders). With Spice and Sugar off being icy menaces and blasting balls of ice at any fish who dared to leap above the waves, it was just the Doubletake and the Knight for miles and miles around.
"Hey, so......can I ask your advice on something?" Flora was asking as she handed Ronin the largest cucumber sandwich he'd likely ever seen in his life. (She'd gotten distracted while making it that morning, so it was several rows high).
Deepfrost though it might be, Flora was still in a sundress (with a blanket wrapped adorably around her shoulders). With Spice and Sugar off being icy menaces and blasting balls of ice at any fish who dared to leap above the waves, it was just the Doubletake and the Knight for miles and miles around.
"Hey, so......can I ask your advice on something?" Flora was asking as she handed Ronin the largest cucumber sandwich he'd likely ever seen in his life. (She'd gotten distracted while making it that morning, so it was several rows high).
