yeah I got heartbreak that I reminisce about
Flora all but melts, the sound that leaves her something between a delighted oooooooh and a theatrical sigh. "Little foxes?" she coos, eyes glittering as she flashes Asta a look of pure adoration. "You’ll have to wear it for me sometime—it sounds absolutely adorable." The grin she turns on Danta is wickedly approving, teasing in a way that makes the gold at her throat wink with movement as she takes a generous sip of her cocktail.
Asta’s near-death by drink earns a quirked brow and a poorly disguised smirk as she watches him struggle to swallow both the alcohol and his surprise. Her gaze slides to Danta just in time to catch the scandal blooming across his expression, and she can’t help the warm, affectionate roll of her eyes. "Gods, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal," she says, laughter threading easily through her voice as she shakes her head. "It’s someone new," she adds for Asta’s benefit, her tone softening, fondness colouring her features as she thinks briefly of Kai, her smile going a touch dreamy before she reclaims another sip of her drink to ground herself again.
Then Danta’s comment sinks in, and the dreamy dissolves into a spark of wicked amusement. She laughs, low and bright, the sound catching like starlight on glass. "Well," she muses, mischief curling around every syllable, "we had just been talking about a threesome." Her gaze flicks between them both—first Asta, then Danta—with brows arched high in playful disbelief, before she adds, "You’re welcome to ask him. I’m sure it’d make fantastic small talk over tea in the morning."
Asta’s near-death by drink earns a quirked brow and a poorly disguised smirk as she watches him struggle to swallow both the alcohol and his surprise. Her gaze slides to Danta just in time to catch the scandal blooming across his expression, and she can’t help the warm, affectionate roll of her eyes. "Gods, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal," she says, laughter threading easily through her voice as she shakes her head. "It’s someone new," she adds for Asta’s benefit, her tone softening, fondness colouring her features as she thinks briefly of Kai, her smile going a touch dreamy before she reclaims another sip of her drink to ground herself again.
Then Danta’s comment sinks in, and the dreamy dissolves into a spark of wicked amusement. She laughs, low and bright, the sound catching like starlight on glass. "Well," she muses, mischief curling around every syllable, "we had just been talking about a threesome." Her gaze flicks between them both—first Asta, then Danta—with brows arched high in playful disbelief, before she adds, "You’re welcome to ask him. I’m sure it’d make fantastic small talk over tea in the morning."
real big things I still gotta figure out
