Whether I'm gonna curse you out or
Take you back to my house
Take you back to my house
Flora approaches the Sunken Gardens with a pace that’s just slightly too brisk, an energy about her that’s as vibrant as it is slightly disheveled. Her hair, usually so meticulously styled, hangs in loose, untamed waves that suggest she might’ve rushed out the door—or perhaps skipped a few steps in her usual grooming routine. Her clothing is casual, a simple sundress that swirls around her knees, bright and floral, echoing the gardens around them but with a few wrinkles betraying a less than careful preparation.
Despite this, the moment she spots Sohalia, her face lights up with a radiant smile, the kind that reaches her eyes and seems to push aside any shadows that might linger there. "Soh!" she exclaims, her voice carrying easily despite the other side conversation going on. Her steps quicken, and when she reaches the blanket, she doesn’t sit down immediately. Instead, she bends over to envelop Sohalia in a warm, enthusiastic hug, nearly toppling over in her eagerness.
"Look at this setup! You’ve outdone yourself," Flora says as she finally settles down onto the blanket, her gaze sweeping over the array of snacks and the uncorked bottle of wine with genuine appreciation. She kicks off her shoes almost thoughtlessly and swings her legs over the edge of the drop-off, letting them dangle above the water.
Flora’s attention then drifts towards the other visitors in the gardens, noting their presence with a nonchalant shrug. "Seems we’re not the only ones with the idea to enjoy the day."
Despite this, the moment she spots Sohalia, her face lights up with a radiant smile, the kind that reaches her eyes and seems to push aside any shadows that might linger there. "Soh!" she exclaims, her voice carrying easily despite the other side conversation going on. Her steps quicken, and when she reaches the blanket, she doesn’t sit down immediately. Instead, she bends over to envelop Sohalia in a warm, enthusiastic hug, nearly toppling over in her eagerness.
"Look at this setup! You’ve outdone yourself," Flora says as she finally settles down onto the blanket, her gaze sweeping over the array of snacks and the uncorked bottle of wine with genuine appreciation. She kicks off her shoes almost thoughtlessly and swings her legs over the edge of the drop-off, letting them dangle above the water.
Flora’s attention then drifts towards the other visitors in the gardens, noting their presence with a nonchalant shrug. "Seems we’re not the only ones with the idea to enjoy the day."
flora
I haven't decided yet
But I'm gonna get you back
But I'm gonna get you back
