walk me home in the dead of night
Continuing to snap her teeth together, Spice huffed and puffed her way toward Boreal, stopping only when the larger seemed entirely unwilling to move. Fanning out her wings, the little dragonling tipped her head back before emitting a blast of ice directly at her aggressor's nose. Of course, Boreal was not an aggressor and what came out was more like a hiccup's worth of snow, but never mind.
Unsure whether or not to scowl or laugh or pity the man before her, Flora merely frowned all the more deeply as she tried to let her emotions navigate their way around his excuse. "You...you just come here?" She wondered, sounding unhappy about it despite having absolutely no reason to. Deciding that it was best just to address the elephant in the room, Flora removed her hands from her hips and instead crossed them across her chest. "Are you fucking my mom? And if you aren't, is this like...some long con into trying to fuck my mom? I mean, I have a right to know."
Did she? In a battle of wills, that was hardly the point.
Unsure whether or not to scowl or laugh or pity the man before her, Flora merely frowned all the more deeply as she tried to let her emotions navigate their way around his excuse. "You...you just come here?" She wondered, sounding unhappy about it despite having absolutely no reason to. Deciding that it was best just to address the elephant in the room, Flora removed her hands from her hips and instead crossed them across her chest. "Are you fucking my mom? And if you aren't, is this like...some long con into trying to fuck my mom? I mean, I have a right to know."
Did she? In a battle of wills, that was hardly the point.
