liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
"You can't tell me one glows in the dark and expect me not to ask," Neron says, outraged and delighted in one, and the moment Flora takes the cherry from his fingers he brings them to his lips to lick away the lingering sweetness. "But you're right - I suppose I will just have to wait. Next time, then. Glow in the dark corset. Stilettos." He winks across at her as if that in itself will seal the deal, before reaching for another spoonful of ice cream before the sundae starts to melt and spill over the sides of its plumed glass.
Leaning in as well, as if the proximity between them is all that's keeping the secrets and gossip from being known to the rest of the bar, Neron's eyes glitter with dark anticipation at the options she lists off. Well, one of them anyway. "Glorious as that room in the Grounds may be, it's still a little too soon for me to consider visiting the region where I died," he says, apology knitted into his tone. The brothel, though...
"To be a fly on the wall for that conversation with your father and your boyfriend." He sighs. "Will you not be joining me in that magical room, then? Not even to watch?" His voice lowers further, a devilish whisper between them.
Leaning in as well, as if the proximity between them is all that's keeping the secrets and gossip from being known to the rest of the bar, Neron's eyes glitter with dark anticipation at the options she lists off. Well, one of them anyway. "Glorious as that room in the Grounds may be, it's still a little too soon for me to consider visiting the region where I died," he says, apology knitted into his tone. The brothel, though...
"To be a fly on the wall for that conversation with your father and your boyfriend." He sighs. "Will you not be joining me in that magical room, then? Not even to watch?" His voice lowers further, a devilish whisper between them.
Neron
