'You can hope all you like pineapple. That won't change what is going to happen." Frey says with a roll of their shoulders, reclining back down onto the branch. "It isn't the first time I've plucked a fruit that she's grown and cultivated and it won't be the last."
With a yawn, they stretch their arms above their head, luxuriating on the sturdy wood. "I've a busy day of doing absolutely nothing I would like to get back to. So if there isn't anything else...?" Dryly they let their gaze slip down towards Hotaru, offering the woman a shit or get off the pot indulgent smile.
With a yawn, they stretch their arms above their head, luxuriating on the sturdy wood. "I've a busy day of doing absolutely nothing I would like to get back to. So if there isn't anything else...?" Dryly they let their gaze slip down towards Hotaru, offering the woman a shit or get off the pot indulgent smile.
