we show off our different scarlet letters
There is that, and of course, Flora takes Neron's smouldering smile and absolutely twists and stretches it to accommodate her every assumption. Namely, that he'd been thinking of her as often as she'd been thinking of him (which, to be fair, wasn't all that often, what with Jack and Amanda leaving their marks on her lips).
Flashing Neron back a smile of, oh! It's you!, she strides across the bar and opts for a seat towards the end, apart from the group slorping at the wine dripping off of the ice serpent. "Now that is quite the garnish." She chuckles, before offering Neron her most coquettish smile (she'd been practicing this one in the mirror). "I know I said I'd come by sooner, but you know how it is." Flora huffs apologetically as she leans her forearms against the bar to try and diminish the space between them.
"How have you been since the festival?"
Flashing Neron back a smile of, oh! It's you!, she strides across the bar and opts for a seat towards the end, apart from the group slorping at the wine dripping off of the ice serpent. "Now that is quite the garnish." She chuckles, before offering Neron her most coquettish smile (she'd been practicing this one in the mirror). "I know I said I'd come by sooner, but you know how it is." Flora huffs apologetically as she leans her forearms against the bar to try and diminish the space between them.
"How have you been since the festival?"
