[SE] all the ghosts of yesterday

flora

Whatever Danta had promised, she'd never not seen Asta lurking by the Maverick (except when they'd been on their DaTeS), so hopefully she'd be forgiven for looking over her shoulder as she strolled through the Last Whisper, appraising each and every dark alleyway with a scowl. Having many outfits made for hot weather, Flora had donned a sage green romper with gold accents, oversized sunglasses, and ballet flats. Having used her compass to get to the Grounds, there was still sand on the bottom of her shoes and the lingering smell of the ocean clinging to her golden skin.

Immensely thankful that Danta couldn't read her thoughts, as Flora stepped into the little bar she greeted the ancient with a bright smile before slipping an arm around his waist in order to press a kiss against his cheek. "Hey you." She hums, her affection mostly genuine. It was difficult for someone like Flora to properly sort through her emotions at the best of times, least of all in a messy situation like the one which had pulled she, Danta, and Asta apart, but for the most part she knew that Danta wasn't at fault.

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