flora
Flora's grin dims slowly, shifting into something softer, gentler, as she notices the conflicted flicker in Sohalia's eyes. "Oh, babe," she murmurs softly, giving her friend's arm an affectionate squeeze. "First of all—zero judgment from me. I mean, come on. I'm...maybe not the queen of, but certainly royal family when it comes to being impulsive and embarrassing."
She tilts her head thoughtfully, swirling her wine gently in her glass as she lets Sohalia’s words settle between them. "Second, good for you, honestly. Gods know you deserve to do something that's just for you for once." Flora hesitates, a quiet softness replacing her usual theatrics as she studies her friend's face carefully, recognizing the uncertain edge beneath the shy confession.
"Did it make you happy?" she asks gently after a pause, the teasing set aside entirely now. "Because that's really all that matters. Trust me, life is way too short and way too messy to feel guilty about finding a little bit of joy, even if it’s..." she trails off with a mischievous little shrug, eyes twinkling again, "...literally out in public with a hot unicorn stranger."
She tilts her head thoughtfully, swirling her wine gently in her glass as she lets Sohalia’s words settle between them. "Second, good for you, honestly. Gods know you deserve to do something that's just for you for once." Flora hesitates, a quiet softness replacing her usual theatrics as she studies her friend's face carefully, recognizing the uncertain edge beneath the shy confession.
"Did it make you happy?" she asks gently after a pause, the teasing set aside entirely now. "Because that's really all that matters. Trust me, life is way too short and way too messy to feel guilty about finding a little bit of joy, even if it’s..." she trails off with a mischievous little shrug, eyes twinkling again, "...literally out in public with a hot unicorn stranger."
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
