slow down, you're doing fine
Flora nods slowly, lips pressed into a thin, unhappy line as the name settles heavier than she wants it to. "Koa is Kai’s cousin," she says quietly, the words measured even as colour creeps up her cheeks, memories flickering far too vividly for her liking. She exhales and shakes her head, curls shifting with the motion. "And he didn’t really think it was okay when Kai and I hooked up the first time, or when we actually started dating."
Her shoulders lift in a small shrug that’s more tired than dismissive. "I've tried to be patient while they work it out," she adds, voice steady but edged. "And I’m letting Kai handle it, because it’s his family and his relationship, but.." She trails off, then huffs softly, frustration finally leaking through. "It feels like bullshit that he’s acting like he gets to own me forever just because we dated for one summer." There’s no bitterness in it so much as weary disbelief, as though she still can’t quite wrap her head around the entitlement of it all, especially after so long.
The weight eases as she hums her agreement, her expression brightening again with the turn back toward celebration. "A small party could absolutely work," she says, nodding, warmth returning. She nudges the butcher affectionately with her shoulder. "And if I do that, you and Danta are absolutely invited."
She lifts her hands from the water, studying her fingertips with exaggerated scrutiny, brows arching as she wiggles them playfully. "Okay," she says with a grin, glancing up at him. "I think I’m officially reaching prune territory." Her fingers waggle again, teasing. "Are you ready to get out yet, or do you want to stay in a little longer?"
Her shoulders lift in a small shrug that’s more tired than dismissive. "I've tried to be patient while they work it out," she adds, voice steady but edged. "And I’m letting Kai handle it, because it’s his family and his relationship, but.." She trails off, then huffs softly, frustration finally leaking through. "It feels like bullshit that he’s acting like he gets to own me forever just because we dated for one summer." There’s no bitterness in it so much as weary disbelief, as though she still can’t quite wrap her head around the entitlement of it all, especially after so long.
The weight eases as she hums her agreement, her expression brightening again with the turn back toward celebration. "A small party could absolutely work," she says, nodding, warmth returning. She nudges the butcher affectionately with her shoulder. "And if I do that, you and Danta are absolutely invited."
She lifts her hands from the water, studying her fingertips with exaggerated scrutiny, brows arching as she wiggles them playfully. "Okay," she says with a grin, glancing up at him. "I think I’m officially reaching prune territory." Her fingers waggle again, teasing. "Are you ready to get out yet, or do you want to stay in a little longer?"
Flora
you can't be everything you wanna be before your time
