this is why we can't have nice things, honey
Flora flounces down the hallway, bare feet padding lightly against the floor as she practically bounces toward the door. Dressed comfortably—though still effortlessly fashionable, obviously—in a soft off-the-shoulder sweater and high-waisted shorts, her curls are pulled up into a loose, messy bun, a few golden strands framing her face.
Swinging the door open with a flourish, she grins up at Hadama, one hand braced on the doorframe. "Punctual as ever, your majesty," she teases, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on in, I’ve got everything set up."
The moment he steps inside, she ushers him toward the kitchen, where a variety of drinks are already lined up along the counter, ranging from fresh tropical juices to something significantly stronger. (Look, if she was going to bake, she might as well make it interesting). Beside them, a small jar of edible glitter sits waiting, the shimmering contents catching the afternoon light.
"Drinks first, then frosting?" She asks over her shoulder, already reaching for a glass. "Or are we being responsible and saving the alcohol for after?" Her smirk makes it clear what her preference would be, though she’s willing to let the Tidebreaker make the call.
Swinging the door open with a flourish, she grins up at Hadama, one hand braced on the doorframe. "Punctual as ever, your majesty," she teases, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on in, I’ve got everything set up."
The moment he steps inside, she ushers him toward the kitchen, where a variety of drinks are already lined up along the counter, ranging from fresh tropical juices to something significantly stronger. (Look, if she was going to bake, she might as well make it interesting). Beside them, a small jar of edible glitter sits waiting, the shimmering contents catching the afternoon light.
"Drinks first, then frosting?" She asks over her shoulder, already reaching for a glass. "Or are we being responsible and saving the alcohol for after?" Her smirk makes it clear what her preference would be, though she’s willing to let the Tidebreaker make the call.
