flora
Flora rolls her eyes with a dramatic huff, like she’s deeply offended by the oversight. "For your information," she snorts, raising a brow and tossing her curls over one shoulder. "The Sugar Tide can already fly. It just can’t carry anyone but me until I finish my quest with Safrin." Which only has one thread left to do, so pack your bags Kaisel She lifts her free hand in a lazy little flourish, wiggling her fingers. "But yeah, no—your girl’s skybound already."
As for the sleep comment? Her grin fades just a little, edged in something more tired than teasing. "I mean, isn’t that what the post-breakup insomnia special’s for? Laying wide awake, replaying every dumb thing you said or didn’t say or should’ve said?" She shrugs lightly. "Avoiding that is kind of a hobby at this point."
His jab about the aftertaste earns a snort of laughter. "Yeah, exactly," she says, fully embracing the bit. "The kind that makes your lips feel weird and your teeth feel fuzzy and you can’t quite decide if it was actually delicious or if you want to wash out your mouth again. That's me." She catches the slight shift in Kaisel’s tone when he talks about sprinkles, but not the weight beneath it. Still, her smile when she looks at him is utterly radiant and adoring. "Sprinkles make everything better," Flora agrees softly and were he not concentrating so hard on her fingers, she'd have squeezed his. "It's hard not to want them on everything."
Then he sing-songs again about her and Koa, and Flora retaliates immediately, brushing the edge of her foot feather-light up his side until he twitches. "You quit it," she says sweetly. "Besides, someone very recently told me I was selfish, so.." Her voice lowers a little, a touch self-deprecating now as she thinks of Jack's words. "So you’re covered there. Besides, if I went to Koa and 'I was wrong about everything! Let's run off into the sunset!', it’d ruin my friendship with Sohalia. So, yeah, in a way, I am being selfish because Soh's my BFF and I wouldn't let anything come between us."
"As for condiments..." She hums thoughtfully. "Hot honey, maybe?" Her eyes glitter as she looks at him. "Or just ketchup. Y’know. Basic bitch solidarity." When Kaisel leans in close to inspect her nails, Flora watches him fondly—until he gets close enough for her to reach up and boop him gently on the nose. "Boop," she says smugly, because why wouldn’t she?
As for the sleep comment? Her grin fades just a little, edged in something more tired than teasing. "I mean, isn’t that what the post-breakup insomnia special’s for? Laying wide awake, replaying every dumb thing you said or didn’t say or should’ve said?" She shrugs lightly. "Avoiding that is kind of a hobby at this point."
His jab about the aftertaste earns a snort of laughter. "Yeah, exactly," she says, fully embracing the bit. "The kind that makes your lips feel weird and your teeth feel fuzzy and you can’t quite decide if it was actually delicious or if you want to wash out your mouth again. That's me." She catches the slight shift in Kaisel’s tone when he talks about sprinkles, but not the weight beneath it. Still, her smile when she looks at him is utterly radiant and adoring. "Sprinkles make everything better," Flora agrees softly and were he not concentrating so hard on her fingers, she'd have squeezed his. "It's hard not to want them on everything."
Then he sing-songs again about her and Koa, and Flora retaliates immediately, brushing the edge of her foot feather-light up his side until he twitches. "You quit it," she says sweetly. "Besides, someone very recently told me I was selfish, so.." Her voice lowers a little, a touch self-deprecating now as she thinks of Jack's words. "So you’re covered there. Besides, if I went to Koa and 'I was wrong about everything! Let's run off into the sunset!', it’d ruin my friendship with Sohalia. So, yeah, in a way, I am being selfish because Soh's my BFF and I wouldn't let anything come between us."
"As for condiments..." She hums thoughtfully. "Hot honey, maybe?" Her eyes glitter as she looks at him. "Or just ketchup. Y’know. Basic bitch solidarity." When Kaisel leans in close to inspect her nails, Flora watches him fondly—until he gets close enough for her to reach up and boop him gently on the nose. "Boop," she says smugly, because why wouldn’t she?
I want to be when you fall on me like night
I wanna kill the lights
I wanna kill the lights
