she's the kinda song you could play over and over
Humming indulgently against the crook of his neck, only once she's released and Mateo is done his fussing does Flora slide into the seat next to him. Ordering for herself whatever's best (it always interested her what staff in other bars considered their best offerings, and whether or not she'd actually receive it or if she'd just get their easiest cocktail), Flora brushes her curls over one shoulder before turning properly toward her brother.
"He is pretty rugged and dangerous, isn't he?" Grinning fiendishly, the queen's expression melts into one of playful affection as she scrunches her nose. "But no, I'm here to see you. Sorry it took me a minute after the festival, uh.." Biting at the inside of her cheek to keep her smile from fading away entirely, Flora sighs softly. "Some shit went down. But! I'm here now."
Snaking her arm up Mateo's shoulder to coil a finger through one of his curls (they were impossible not to touch, and gods if Flora was just doing what nearly everyone who set their eyes upon her brother wished they had the chance to), the queen pouts. "Sorry again you thought I died for real."
"He is pretty rugged and dangerous, isn't he?" Grinning fiendishly, the queen's expression melts into one of playful affection as she scrunches her nose. "But no, I'm here to see you. Sorry it took me a minute after the festival, uh.." Biting at the inside of her cheek to keep her smile from fading away entirely, Flora sighs softly. "Some shit went down. But! I'm here now."
Snaking her arm up Mateo's shoulder to coil a finger through one of his curls (they were impossible not to touch, and gods if Flora was just doing what nearly everyone who set their eyes upon her brother wished they had the chance to), the queen pouts. "Sorry again you thought I died for real."
