flora
Flora’s grin widened, all aqua and sunlight like she’d known he’d pick the favour all along. “Smart choice, babe,” she purred, leaning just a fraction closer before straightening with a languid stretch that made her curls bounce. Her fingers were quick as they darted to snatch up the velvet bag, tucking it into the pocket of her floral sweater with a casual flick of her wrist.
The air between them settled, the energy shifting into something quieter but no less charged. Flora reached out to drum her fingers on the countertop as if already thinking ahead to whatever chaos might call her to collect on the deal. But before either of them could speak again, a loud crash erupted from the kitchen, the sound of something heavy and metallic hitting the ground followed by a string of muffled curses.
Flora’s head snapped toward the noise, her grin twisting into a grimace of irritation. “Ugh, what now?” she muttered, pushing away from the bar with a dramatic roll of her eyes. “I gotta go deal with that. Feel free to make yourself another drink, though.” She tossed the words over her shoulder with a wink before vanishing through the swinging door, her curls and the shimmer of her sweater the last thing visible as she went to deal with whatever new disaster awaited her.
~FIN
The air between them settled, the energy shifting into something quieter but no less charged. Flora reached out to drum her fingers on the countertop as if already thinking ahead to whatever chaos might call her to collect on the deal. But before either of them could speak again, a loud crash erupted from the kitchen, the sound of something heavy and metallic hitting the ground followed by a string of muffled curses.
Flora’s head snapped toward the noise, her grin twisting into a grimace of irritation. “Ugh, what now?” she muttered, pushing away from the bar with a dramatic roll of her eyes. “I gotta go deal with that. Feel free to make yourself another drink, though.” She tossed the words over her shoulder with a wink before vanishing through the swinging door, her curls and the shimmer of her sweater the last thing visible as she went to deal with whatever new disaster awaited her.
~FIN
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
