walk me home in the dead of night
"Ewwwuh." Flora scolds, flapping a hand at Jack's to stop him from getting her dragon drunk. At least not on his second-rate whiskey if he really did bring it himself. "I don't even want to think about where your fingers have been." She adds with a teenaged huff for good measure.
"MMmmk," Said exactly like the gif, Flora raises a brow. "But you could also just be saying that. Because if I were to ask you for an example of you being subtle, you could literally just make anything up and say the reason no one ever noticed was because of how subtle you were." He'd fucked her on a beach with people watching, after all. Gods that had been good.
"I think I'd rather go fully under the radar that just being subtle." So saying, with a twist of her ring Flora disappears entirely. The pen moves on the parchment, and though it isn't quite Remi's looping script, it's still beautifully written just the same: who says I'm struggling?
"MMmmk," Said exactly like the gif, Flora raises a brow. "But you could also just be saying that. Because if I were to ask you for an example of you being subtle, you could literally just make anything up and say the reason no one ever noticed was because of how subtle you were." He'd fucked her on a beach with people watching, after all. Gods that had been good.
"I think I'd rather go fully under the radar that just being subtle." So saying, with a twist of her ring Flora disappears entirely. The pen moves on the parchment, and though it isn't quite Remi's looping script, it's still beautifully written just the same: who says I'm struggling?
