i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
"Yeah," Flora says after a moment, her voice softening around the word like it’s been worn down smooth inside her. "That sounds... really nice, actually. Just existing. Pretty sure I've forgotten how to do that." Her fingers trail idly through the grass, like she’s grounding herself in the little green blades and the shape of the world beneath her. For all the power she wields, all the titles and bravado, sometimes it’s the simple things that feel like luxury.
She’s quiet for a bit, long enough for the breeze to tug at the edges of her curls again, before she lifts her gaze back to Sohalia. There’s no bitterness there—no spite or resentment—just a shimmer of sadness that’s soft and genuine, and held carefully so it doesn’t spill over. "Things are probably gonna be hard for me for a little while," she admits, her voice raw but steady. "So I don’t know how easy it’s gonna be to hang out with both of you at the same time. I’m not gonna pretend that seeing you together isn’t gonna be hella weird for me at first, but I want you to know that I want you to be happy. Both of you. I mean it." Her smile wobbles at the edges, but it’s real. "So don’t feel like you have to walk on eggshells around me. Don’t keep stuff in just because you’re worried it’ll hurt. If he does something sweet, or dumb, or absolutely unhinged in that charming Koa way, I want you to tell me. Gush. Be as happy as he’s gonna make you."
Flora reaches out again, nudging Sohalia’s foot with her own. "Promise?"
She’s quiet for a bit, long enough for the breeze to tug at the edges of her curls again, before she lifts her gaze back to Sohalia. There’s no bitterness there—no spite or resentment—just a shimmer of sadness that’s soft and genuine, and held carefully so it doesn’t spill over. "Things are probably gonna be hard for me for a little while," she admits, her voice raw but steady. "So I don’t know how easy it’s gonna be to hang out with both of you at the same time. I’m not gonna pretend that seeing you together isn’t gonna be hella weird for me at first, but I want you to know that I want you to be happy. Both of you. I mean it." Her smile wobbles at the edges, but it’s real. "So don’t feel like you have to walk on eggshells around me. Don’t keep stuff in just because you’re worried it’ll hurt. If he does something sweet, or dumb, or absolutely unhinged in that charming Koa way, I want you to tell me. Gush. Be as happy as he’s gonna make you."
Flora reaches out again, nudging Sohalia’s foot with her own. "Promise?"
