i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
"You're probably right. No sense in fucking around and finding out when your deepest darkest desire is on the line." Flora says dryly, kicking out at a small clump of void daisies with a frown.
"I mean, it's the same place, but if you insist." Which, he hadn't, but she hoped he'd just let her have this.
Before he can say it Flora's lips are parting to ask him to elaborate before he cuts her off. Nearly tripping over her own feet as she peers at him over her shoulder, her hand tightens around him for balance as an icy current sloshes in her belly. Swallowing down her immediate reaction—I want to know—instead Flora tries to breathe through the panic that's rising like a tide in the back of her throat. "Am I going to find out?" If he had to start a cult or kill someone in her family inevitably it'd come back to her, and if that was to be the case, she'd much rather hear it from his own lips.
Probably.
Then again, how the hell would she even know?
"I mean, it's the same place, but if you insist." Which, he hadn't, but she hoped he'd just let her have this.
Before he can say it Flora's lips are parting to ask him to elaborate before he cuts her off. Nearly tripping over her own feet as she peers at him over her shoulder, her hand tightens around him for balance as an icy current sloshes in her belly. Swallowing down her immediate reaction—I want to know—instead Flora tries to breathe through the panic that's rising like a tide in the back of her throat. "Am I going to find out?" If he had to start a cult or kill someone in her family inevitably it'd come back to her, and if that was to be the case, she'd much rather hear it from his own lips.
Probably.
Then again, how the hell would she even know?
