flora
"Auntie Phoebe!" Ignoring the order she was supposed to be making in order to dash out from behind the bar, the Doubletake threw her arms around her aunt's neck and pulled her tight. "I'm so glad you could make it!" She trilled loudly, her cheeks swollen with joy that the Nightingale had been able to make the trek.
"Also, we need to talk about Harper because I hate him now." She whispers conspiratorily into Phoebe's ear, before pulling back and flashing her aunt another wide smile. "But for now, have fun. Pedicures tomorrow? But not too early." Flora adds with a wink; if all went well tonight, hopefully, Flora wouldn't return to the world of the conscious between noon at least.
"Also, we need to talk about Harper because I hate him now." She whispers conspiratorily into Phoebe's ear, before pulling back and flashing her aunt another wide smile. "But for now, have fun. Pedicures tomorrow? But not too early." Flora adds with a wink; if all went well tonight, hopefully, Flora wouldn't return to the world of the conscious between noon at least.
Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
You know that I caught it
You know that I caught it
