[SE] the road less travelled

flora

Flora shrugs, shoulders loose in her sweater, clearly unconvinced by the neatness of that particular hypothetical. Her eyes catch on his, though, brightening with a sudden thought. "I wonder if I ever saw you in passing when I was little," she muses, tilting her head as she studies him with open curiosity. "Did you always live around where you are now? You know…roughly, anyway." Given how often the woods liked to move around, definitive addresses were difficult in the Greatwood.

His deadpan earns her a burst of bright, adoring laughter, and she rolls her eyes. "Please. That bikini would probably be too big for you, anyway." He’s slender in a way that always leaves her guessing what shape really hides beneath those layers; his clothes swallow him so thoroughly that even her sharp eyes can’t tell for sure, though she is nearly positive her hips are wider than his are.

With a sigh as dramatic as she can muster, she fixes him with a playfully withering look. "You could have said something, you know." Still, her grin comes easy as she nods. "Coffee does sound really nice." Turning toward the road, she sets their pace toward a cluster of stalls where the smell of roasting beans already lingers warm in the breeze.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

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