your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
The banter between Kaisel and Mateo is so sharp and stupidly perfect that Flora’s already giggling before either of them even throw anything, her laugh bubbling up as if the air itself’s been spiked with something fizzy. As Mateo announces it’s been an age since he’s last pelted her with worms, she lets out a delighted squeal and shakes her head, both hands flying up in mock surrender.
When Kai snags the worm midair with chair legs clapping back into place like some applause from the candy gods themselves, she’s already grinning, but the moment his gaze turns to her in playful betrayal, Flora’s brows shoot up with exaggerated innocence. She lifts her hands, palms open like a woman wrongly accused, and tilts her head just enough to sell the look. "I was helping you warm up!" she insists, all faux outrage and too much sparkle in her voice to be taken seriously.
The first of Kai's gummies hits her mouth just right, caught between her teeth with a triumphant little snap that she savours far too dramatically. The second, though, she misses entirely, her gasp of indignation muffled as she dives for it. It lands on the edge of a chair, wobbles once, and nearly falls. "Five second rule!" she yells, scooping it up like it’s a priceless gem and slurping it back into her mouth with the smugness of a victor reclaiming stolen treasure.r.
When Kai snags the worm midair with chair legs clapping back into place like some applause from the candy gods themselves, she’s already grinning, but the moment his gaze turns to her in playful betrayal, Flora’s brows shoot up with exaggerated innocence. She lifts her hands, palms open like a woman wrongly accused, and tilts her head just enough to sell the look. "I was helping you warm up!" she insists, all faux outrage and too much sparkle in her voice to be taken seriously.
The first of Kai's gummies hits her mouth just right, caught between her teeth with a triumphant little snap that she savours far too dramatically. The second, though, she misses entirely, her gasp of indignation muffled as she dives for it. It lands on the edge of a chair, wobbles once, and nearly falls. "Five second rule!" she yells, scooping it up like it’s a priceless gem and slurping it back into her mouth with the smugness of a victor reclaiming stolen treasure.r.
