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"Weird, because I also wasn't talking to you, just now" Flora replies tersely, stepping away from Asta only enough to be visible apart from his silhouette of red cloth and olive skin. Like, eavesdrop, much? But whatever.
"Then why'd you apologize?" For a moment the queen's fingers tighten around Asta's arm, before the tension disappears as she looks up at him. "She looked right at me and said how pathetic when I walked in." Flora explains with a roll of her eyes. "And when I asked if she said something, she said sorry." Which, you know, no need to apologize if you're only talking to yourself.
Wrinkling her nose as if having just caught scent of something sour at the mention of Maea following, Flora leaned in all the closer to the man at her side. "I'm not normally one to think three's a crowd, but you seem like zero fun, so.." If the way Flora positions herself against the butcher happens to conveniently emphasize her cleavage, so what?
"Then why'd you apologize?" For a moment the queen's fingers tighten around Asta's arm, before the tension disappears as she looks up at him. "She looked right at me and said how pathetic when I walked in." Flora explains with a roll of her eyes. "And when I asked if she said something, she said sorry." Which, you know, no need to apologize if you're only talking to yourself.
Wrinkling her nose as if having just caught scent of something sour at the mention of Maea following, Flora leaned in all the closer to the man at her side. "I'm not normally one to think three's a crowd, but you seem like zero fun, so.." If the way Flora positions herself against the butcher happens to conveniently emphasize her cleavage, so what?
I want to be when you fall on me like night
I wanna kill the lights
I wanna kill the lights
