Ace
When people see good,
they expect good
they expect good
Flora's sarcasm makes his smirk sharpen for an instant before he smooths it over, giving her an innocent look that speaks of his 'genuine' intentions behind the invitation. Meanwhile, he chuckles down the bond at Soh. You still don't see it? She's practically murdering me with her eyes. But before she can respond, the Queen slips seamlessly into the loyal role of cockblock.
It doesn't discourage him too much, but he frowns with disappointment at the rejection. Only his eyes flare at the mention of dancing, glancing to Soh in an attempt to imagine her - the one who ran off after sex - dancing seductively in the middle of a bar. It's easier to picture than he'd thought it would be, having seen the way her body moved beneath him. She'd been quite the natural talent.
Tilting his head, Ace lets out a hum of regret. "Hm. What a pity." He leans in to hear Flora's next words, smile tilting up towards his dimple as he places a pained hand against his chest. "There's no need to rub it in. My pride is already wounded, ma'am." Although it would take a lot more than that to injure his ego. But he adds to Soh, nonetheless, I hope you know I won't be able to stop thinking about you tonight.
Placing his hands in his pockets, he releases a long, resigned sigh. "I suppose I can't pull you away from such a fun girls night. If you change your mind though..." Or want some extra company... Ace leans forward to whisper towards Soh, making sure Flora can hear him just fine. "You can find me drowning my sorrows in the little bar by the Bodega." Winking, he stands straight again, his smile an open invitation to both of them. He would never push a woman into something she didn't want, but he'd absolutely leave the door open if she had a change of heart.
It doesn't discourage him too much, but he frowns with disappointment at the rejection. Only his eyes flare at the mention of dancing, glancing to Soh in an attempt to imagine her - the one who ran off after sex - dancing seductively in the middle of a bar. It's easier to picture than he'd thought it would be, having seen the way her body moved beneath him. She'd been quite the natural talent.
Tilting his head, Ace lets out a hum of regret. "Hm. What a pity." He leans in to hear Flora's next words, smile tilting up towards his dimple as he places a pained hand against his chest. "There's no need to rub it in. My pride is already wounded, ma'am." Although it would take a lot more than that to injure his ego. But he adds to Soh, nonetheless, I hope you know I won't be able to stop thinking about you tonight.
Placing his hands in his pockets, he releases a long, resigned sigh. "I suppose I can't pull you away from such a fun girls night. If you change your mind though..." Or want some extra company... Ace leans forward to whisper towards Soh, making sure Flora can hear him just fine. "You can find me drowning my sorrows in the little bar by the Bodega." Winking, he stands straight again, his smile an open invitation to both of them. He would never push a woman into something she didn't want, but he'd absolutely leave the door open if she had a change of heart.
and I don’t want to have
to live up to anyone’s expectations.
to live up to anyone’s expectations.
