slow down, you're doing fine
When Kai swats her hand away, Flora gasps as though personally betrayed, fingers flying to her chest in theatrical offence before her mouth curves into something sly and devastating. "I am just making sure the prize is worth it," she says sweetly, eyes dragging down and back up again in a way that makes the assessment unmistakable. "Quality control."
His shadow-boxing demonstration earns a bright, indulgent laugh from her, and then he is gone in a streak of enthusiasm and denim, leaving Flora blinking after him with exaggerated disbelief before turning slowly back to Sohalia, one brow already arching in anticipation, and when her best friend emphatically hisses her name, Flora widens her eyes in perfect innocence. "Whaaaat?" she drawls, shoulders lifting in a helpless shrug.
Then she leans closer, lowering her voice just enough to make it delicious. "Either you buck him off," she says, as if outlining entirely reasonable options, "or maybe you finally get the sort of ride out of him you have been wanting." Her grin is merciless.
Soh’s nerves buzz like a live wire, and Flora softens just enough to bump her hip gently against her friend’s. "You will not get dizzy first," she assures her with complete confidence, as if she has already seen the outcome and approved it. Then she pauses, makes a show of wiping imaginary sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, and exhales dramatically. "It's so hot though," she sighs, glancing toward the arena and then toward where Kaisel has draped himself all over Koa before her eyes flick back to Soh, mischief returning full force.
"Maaaaaaaaaybe," she muses thoughtfully, tapping her chin, "as a tactic, we get your pegasus shift all sweaty and lathered up beforehand. so that Koa just slips right off."
Flora is standing with Soh at the drink stand
6/6 Clothes.
His shadow-boxing demonstration earns a bright, indulgent laugh from her, and then he is gone in a streak of enthusiasm and denim, leaving Flora blinking after him with exaggerated disbelief before turning slowly back to Sohalia, one brow already arching in anticipation, and when her best friend emphatically hisses her name, Flora widens her eyes in perfect innocence. "Whaaaat?" she drawls, shoulders lifting in a helpless shrug.
Then she leans closer, lowering her voice just enough to make it delicious. "Either you buck him off," she says, as if outlining entirely reasonable options, "or maybe you finally get the sort of ride out of him you have been wanting." Her grin is merciless.
Soh’s nerves buzz like a live wire, and Flora softens just enough to bump her hip gently against her friend’s. "You will not get dizzy first," she assures her with complete confidence, as if she has already seen the outcome and approved it. Then she pauses, makes a show of wiping imaginary sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, and exhales dramatically. "It's so hot though," she sighs, glancing toward the arena and then toward where Kaisel has draped himself all over Koa before her eyes flick back to Soh, mischief returning full force.
"Maaaaaaaaaybe," she muses thoughtfully, tapping her chin, "as a tactic, we get your pegasus shift all sweaty and lathered up beforehand. so that Koa just slips right off."
Flora is standing with Soh at the drink stand
6/6 Clothes.
Flora
you can't be everything you wanna be before your time
