flora
Watching Noah's expression roll through slight embarrassment right on into warm recognition was an absolute pleasure, and while it was true that Flora's type was slowly solidifying into older men, it was with a look of nothing more than girlish adoration that she gazed across the table at Noah. "Yeah. I've sneakily booked her for a spa all weekend long. She thinks she'll be doing the services, but jokes on her." The Doubletake laughs, clearly pleased with this plot to get her mother to take a break from being a workaholic, before gesturing vaguely around the bar with one hand. "I recently took over the bar in Torchline." She explains, glancing around for Peter but still not seeing him. "Peter was supposed to introduce me to some of Halo's better-liked drinks so I could try and bring them over to the island." Whether or not the Torcher's would appreciate Halo's straightforward and often throat-burning potables was yet to be seen.
"Whatever drink you like best." The girl purrs, beaming up at their server before glancing back at Noah. "Whatcha making?" She asked conversationally as if they were old pals rather than 1-minute old acquaintances.
"Whatever drink you like best." The girl purrs, beaming up at their server before glancing back at Noah. "Whatcha making?" She asked conversationally as if they were old pals rather than 1-minute old acquaintances.
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
