your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
Trying not to seem surprised by that—a good deal of them?—the queen quietly chews on the inside of her lip as she feigns people watching. There was no point in saying something like you should tell me these things, Jack, because...why? He'd taken care of it, and either he'd gone about it in a way she'd approve of and thus wouldn't need her permission for, or he hadn't, in which case they'd just fight about it. Still, she was surprised that it had all been going on without her noticing. "Thanks." Flora murmurs, meaning it. Torchline had been his before it became hers, and gods even if she didn't know where he stood with her, at least she knew where Jack stood with Torchline.
"Let me know if you need anything from me." She says with a touch of finality, before her hand seeks his out and she mischievously laces her fingers through his.
Come on, I want to know more things. Glancing around, she fixes her eyes on a rather handsome looking woman who seemed to be in her 70's accompanied by a man whose washboard abs were on show beneath the tightest t-shirt Flora thought she'd ever seen. I wanna hear how that happened. She thinks, grinning.
~FIN
"Let me know if you need anything from me." She says with a touch of finality, before her hand seeks his out and she mischievously laces her fingers through his.
Come on, I want to know more things. Glancing around, she fixes her eyes on a rather handsome looking woman who seemed to be in her 70's accompanied by a man whose washboard abs were on show beneath the tightest t-shirt Flora thought she'd ever seen. I wanna hear how that happened. She thinks, grinning.
~FIN
