flora
Flora’s gaze slides over him, aqua eyes raking in quiet assessment as if weighing his words against the man she’s come to know. He’s far more perceptive in the ways of relationships than she ever would have guessed, and it tugs a smile out of her before she even realises it. "You're pretty clever, you know?" she says with a nod, the words threaded with a teasing lilt before softening into something more genuine. "I’m glad I’ve got you to talk to, even if I’m pretty sure you hate hearing about my wildly dramatic love life."
Her grin widens when he asks about a drink, and she pushes up from the bench with a flick of curls over her shoulder. "Up the beach there’s a smoothie place—they use crushed ice made from fountain water."
Pausing to wait for him, she wrinkles her nose affectionately in his direction, sunlight catching on the gold at her ears and wrists. Then, with the boardwalk stretching warm and bright before them, she falls into step at his side, the two of them heading off down the beach together as the tide hums its endless song.
~FIN
Her grin widens when he asks about a drink, and she pushes up from the bench with a flick of curls over her shoulder. "Up the beach there’s a smoothie place—they use crushed ice made from fountain water."
Pausing to wait for him, she wrinkles her nose affectionately in his direction, sunlight catching on the gold at her ears and wrists. Then, with the boardwalk stretching warm and bright before them, she falls into step at his side, the two of them heading off down the beach together as the tide hums its endless song.
~FIN
I hold my breath just a little bit longer
halfway out the door but it won't close
halfway out the door but it won't close
