flora
"No it isn't interrupting my vibe," Flora snaps back. "But you know what? You and Enzo never even really hung out, and Dad never really paid much attention to us, so if everyone could stop acting like they're somehow just as upset, that would be great." Colour and heat rush into Flora's cheeks, but by now she's too far up her own ass to care much for the coherency of what she's saying. "And I had to see it. I was there." She adds, triumphantly, before instantly feeling like she was going to vomit.
"Yeah, fuck you is right. You don't get to be bossy just because you're doing okay. You don't get to start caring about me now." Tears sting at the back of her eyes, but her tongue, caged for far too long, is enjoying this bout of freedom too much to be silenced behind her teeth.
"Congratulations on doing the bare minimum Mateo. Dad would be so proud to see how perfectly you're following in his footsteps."
"Yeah, fuck you is right. You don't get to be bossy just because you're doing okay. You don't get to start caring about me now." Tears sting at the back of her eyes, but her tongue, caged for far too long, is enjoying this bout of freedom too much to be silenced behind her teeth.
"Congratulations on doing the bare minimum Mateo. Dad would be so proud to see how perfectly you're following in his footsteps."
Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
