flora
Flora smiles softly as Sohalia leans her head against her shoulder, warmth and affection filling the silence between them. "Exactly," she murmurs reassuringly, giving her friend’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Relationships are a mess at the best of times—trust me on that. Right now? Honestly, I’d just enjoy the fun while you can." Her voice drops to an affectionate whisper, teasing gently, "Especially if he’s as hot as you say." In the long run how hot he was wouldn't mean anything—just look at Jack, after all and how things were currently going between she and the captain—but in the short run?
She settles back into the comfortable silence between them, tilting her head thoughtfully at the mention of Vox. Flora's expression instantly darkens into an irritated grimace, eyes rolling dramatically before she can even stop herself. "Oh my gods, yes," she groans with exaggerated annoyance, before straightening slightly and lifting one hand, reciting in a sing-song voice dripping with sarcasm:
Violets are Blue, Roses are Red, I'm sure you mean well but get the fuck out of my head.
She drops her hand theatrically, sighing deeply before offering Sohalia a dry, sidelong glance. "Y'think he'll like it?"
She settles back into the comfortable silence between them, tilting her head thoughtfully at the mention of Vox. Flora's expression instantly darkens into an irritated grimace, eyes rolling dramatically before she can even stop herself. "Oh my gods, yes," she groans with exaggerated annoyance, before straightening slightly and lifting one hand, reciting in a sing-song voice dripping with sarcasm:
Violets are Blue, Roses are Red, I'm sure you mean well but get the fuck out of my head.
She drops her hand theatrically, sighing deeply before offering Sohalia a dry, sidelong glance. "Y'think he'll like it?"
what doesn't kill me makes
me want you more
me want you more
