i can't help it if i want to kiss you in the rain, so
Flora shoots Danta a look that could politely curdle milk, brows lifting as her mouth twists, though she never actually calls him on it. Instead she hums under her breath, doubtful but playful, the sound pitched somewhere between indulgence and you are unbelievable, and lets it pass as they move, sunlight spilling across pale stone and open air.
At the question of Mateo, she shrugs, one shoulder rolling as she considers it. "Mayyyyybe," she says. "He’s got Everest and Kai helping him pack things up, but between his wardrobe and the shop..." Her lips press together briefly, amused. "I honestly have no idea how long that’s going to take." Then her expression brightens, grin spreading as she glances sideways at Danta. "You two could always just stay longer," she adds lightly, as if it’s the most reasonable solution in the world. Her smile turns sly as she flashes him a look. "I’m sure you’ll get along great." A wink follows, unrepentant. "Mateo is very much a not afraid of dicks in a hot tub type."
She chuckles softly as he lifts his glass, nodding along. "He absolutely does," she agrees, then eases closer, leaning into Danta’s shoulder with easy familiarity as they walk. "But I will talk to him about what happened, " Flora says softly, but her voice no less determined for its tone. "I’m obviously fine with how he sees things, but it’s not okay that he made you feel bad for seeing them differently."
At the question of Mateo, she shrugs, one shoulder rolling as she considers it. "Mayyyyybe," she says. "He’s got Everest and Kai helping him pack things up, but between his wardrobe and the shop..." Her lips press together briefly, amused. "I honestly have no idea how long that’s going to take." Then her expression brightens, grin spreading as she glances sideways at Danta. "You two could always just stay longer," she adds lightly, as if it’s the most reasonable solution in the world. Her smile turns sly as she flashes him a look. "I’m sure you’ll get along great." A wink follows, unrepentant. "Mateo is very much a not afraid of dicks in a hot tub type."
She chuckles softly as he lifts his glass, nodding along. "He absolutely does," she agrees, then eases closer, leaning into Danta’s shoulder with easy familiarity as they walk. "But I will talk to him about what happened, " Flora says softly, but her voice no less determined for its tone. "I’m obviously fine with how he sees things, but it’s not okay that he made you feel bad for seeing them differently."
