flora
Not minding at all the way his eyes drank her in the way some might, Flora instead seemed to preen slightly beneath his gaze. If she thrust out a hip and flexed the muscles of her long, tanned legs, what of it? "Hello yourself." She all but purred back, raising a hand to her brow to shade her eyes as she gazed up at him. "Mmhmm." There are so many reasons one might know of Flora, that she chooses to think the man before her knows her name because of her beauty rather than her recent failed attempt at political gain.
"And you're..." Narrowing her eyes a touch playfully, Flora bites her lower lip at she pretends to consider. His name was George; she'd come up with it almost instantly, but where was the fun in just saying so? "...Jefferson? Johnny? Joe..something?"
"And you're..." Narrowing her eyes a touch playfully, Flora bites her lower lip at she pretends to consider. His name was George; she'd come up with it almost instantly, but where was the fun in just saying so? "...Jefferson? Johnny? Joe..something?"
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
