candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
Flora's shoulders rise and fall in a self-satisfied shrug as both Honeybee and Flood opt for the choice she'd been almost certain that they would. The colours reminded Flora of her mother's eyes, but also of the blues and greens associated with the waters and rolling hills of King's End, not to mention the sea itself. "A—mazing." She purrs, grinning at them both.
Rising, she brings over the remainder of the cocktail ingredients that uncle and niece could mix a final drink for themselves, before plopping back down into her seat.
"So...who all do you want to be here? I can have everything hidden and we can all hide, or...how did you see it going?" Remi, as she'd mentioned before, could easily be in the backroom somewhere if only so he could allow Enzo to be present, and Flora assumed Sunjata would obviously want Melita around, too.
Last round: who will be invited?
Rising, she brings over the remainder of the cocktail ingredients that uncle and niece could mix a final drink for themselves, before plopping back down into her seat.
"So...who all do you want to be here? I can have everything hidden and we can all hide, or...how did you see it going?" Remi, as she'd mentioned before, could easily be in the backroom somewhere if only so he could allow Enzo to be present, and Flora assumed Sunjata would obviously want Melita around, too.
Last round: who will be invited?
