flora
As Mateo Mateo's, Flora shields her face with her hands so that she could glare daggers at him the entire time.
She was done, because sangria is gross, but she still takes her time getting out of her chair because she'll be damned if she lets her little curly-haired pube of a brother make her do anything. 'Uhm...thanks?' Compliment or not, it isn't an insult (wait, is it?) and so Flora shrugs and nods. 'You have really beautiful natural lashes, you know.'
Pushing open the door and grimacing at the moderately chilly breeze, Flora raises and eyebrow before both immediately descend to form an unhappy line. "Uhm, wrong (rong-guh) Mateo. I bet you two nerds haven't even had a first kiss yet that isn't on your hands or each other."
She was done, because sangria is gross, but she still takes her time getting out of her chair because she'll be damned if she lets her little curly-haired pube of a brother make her do anything. 'Uhm...thanks?' Compliment or not, it isn't an insult (wait, is it?) and so Flora shrugs and nods. 'You have really beautiful natural lashes, you know.'
Pushing open the door and grimacing at the moderately chilly breeze, Flora raises and eyebrow before both immediately descend to form an unhappy line. "Uhm, wrong (rong-guh) Mateo. I bet you two nerds haven't even had a first kiss yet that isn't on your hands or each other."
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
