this is why we can't have nice things, honey
Flora’s lashes flutter, and she gives Asta a look laced with teasing reproach. "If you were only focused on the texture of my skin earlier, Asta, I might actually be offended." The laugh that follows is a sultry ripple, her lips curving as she leans into the press of his touch and the warmth of Danta’s skilled hands. "Then again, that does sound exactly like the sort of thing you'd have noticed."
The moan that leaves her next is scandalously familiar, drawn from somewhere low and indulgent as Danta works the tension from her foot. It ends in a sigh as she tilts her head, claiming a sip of her margarita with an air of lazy royalty, her eyes glittering behind the cooling face mask. "Mm...let me think," she murmurs, wrinkling one eye in mock concentration. "Sohalia finally worked up the courage not just to talk to Koa, but to do a body shot off of him. And apparently, that was all it took to make him suddenly very sure about his feelings, because the next thing I know they’re vanishing into one of the back rooms together."
She pauses, her expression caught between amusement and exasperation. "Then Vesper grabbed Mateo and presumably dragged him off to get railed, which.." she gestures vaguely with her drink, indicating have at it. "And then Kaisel and Caly fucked off somewhere, a broom closet I bet given how many rooms were already occupied by that point."
She swirls her drink slowly, shoulders rising and falling in a careless shrug. "I shut things down before we ran out of liquor—what with all our bartenders apparently otherwise engaged. Oh!" Her brow furrows slightly in playful confusion. "And I think I saw Maea and Hadama having a drinking contest? But that seems super unlike them both so. Maybe it was water and they were seeing who could hydrate the fastest."
With a final sip, she sighs and sinks back into the chair like a queen at the end of her reign, casting her companions a contented smile. "So, you know, about what you'd expect."
The moan that leaves her next is scandalously familiar, drawn from somewhere low and indulgent as Danta works the tension from her foot. It ends in a sigh as she tilts her head, claiming a sip of her margarita with an air of lazy royalty, her eyes glittering behind the cooling face mask. "Mm...let me think," she murmurs, wrinkling one eye in mock concentration. "Sohalia finally worked up the courage not just to talk to Koa, but to do a body shot off of him. And apparently, that was all it took to make him suddenly very sure about his feelings, because the next thing I know they’re vanishing into one of the back rooms together."
She pauses, her expression caught between amusement and exasperation. "Then Vesper grabbed Mateo and presumably dragged him off to get railed, which.." she gestures vaguely with her drink, indicating have at it. "And then Kaisel and Caly fucked off somewhere, a broom closet I bet given how many rooms were already occupied by that point."
She swirls her drink slowly, shoulders rising and falling in a careless shrug. "I shut things down before we ran out of liquor—what with all our bartenders apparently otherwise engaged. Oh!" Her brow furrows slightly in playful confusion. "And I think I saw Maea and Hadama having a drinking contest? But that seems super unlike them both so. Maybe it was water and they were seeing who could hydrate the fastest."
With a final sip, she sighs and sinks back into the chair like a queen at the end of her reign, casting her companions a contented smile. "So, you know, about what you'd expect."
