we write out the ends on our palms, then forget to read
In an creamy long-sleeve shirt, dark (and tight) jeans and knee-high leather boots, Flora looked as though she'd recently stepped out of one of Stormbreak's more fashionable boutiques. (And, in fact, she had). With her long hair in a golden plait down her back and her arm linked through her brother's, the queen was filling the botanist in on how Sunjata's recent proposal to her mother had gone. "You would have died. She was so excited." She gushes, having tried to soften the blow of both Remi and Enzo having been present by explaining that Remi was only there out of necessity, and given that Mateo didn't actually know Hotaru or Sunjata, that his presence while always enjoyable, probably would have been a bit awkward.
"Anyways, if you're up for it, I was going to suggest that you handle all of the florals for the wedd..in..g.." Peering up to the rooftop that they were meant to meet on, Flora tugged sharply at their linked arms, flashing a wide-eyed look of concern over her shoulder at Mateo as the air drains from her lungs. "ohmygods, why is he here?!" Whispered sharply under her breath, the queen swallows hard as colour blooms in her cheeks. Heart hammering, Flora feels suddenly both over and under dressed, both wildly out of place but also a touch excited to see the dragoon again.
"I haven't even seen him since...well, you know." Biting at the inside of her cheek and resisting the urge to glance back toward the rooftop to see what Koa might make of her presence, Flora clears her throat. "Do I look okay?"
"Anyways, if you're up for it, I was going to suggest that you handle all of the florals for the wedd..in..g.." Peering up to the rooftop that they were meant to meet on, Flora tugged sharply at their linked arms, flashing a wide-eyed look of concern over her shoulder at Mateo as the air drains from her lungs. "ohmygods, why is he here?!" Whispered sharply under her breath, the queen swallows hard as colour blooms in her cheeks. Heart hammering, Flora feels suddenly both over and under dressed, both wildly out of place but also a touch excited to see the dragoon again.
"I haven't even seen him since...well, you know." Biting at the inside of her cheek and resisting the urge to glance back toward the rooftop to see what Koa might make of her presence, Flora clears her throat. "Do I look okay?"
