flora
'Oh shush.' Flora sings back, her eyes alight with mischief. 'You love the dramatic. Someone with a boring and regular life would give you wrinkles." From what she'd seen of him, George was lovely and polite and handsome, but he was still just a boy compared to someone like Sunjata. Still, she'd add her guild-member to the newly created do not fuck list and let her mother have her fun while it lasted.
Encircled by love and mud, Flora feels things inside of herself release that she hadn't even realized she'd been keeping tense. So long had she maintained an affect of breeziness that she almost forgot what all of her bold colours and wide smiles were trying to protect. "I love you, mama." She whispers softly, her voice girlish and very young as she presses her cheek against her mother's soft skin and sighs indulgently.
Then, as if realizing perhaps she isn't the only one in need of a soft place to fall, pulls back slightly. "Are you happy?" She wonders, gaze searching Hotaru's multifaceted eyes. She finds herself focused on the more blue of her mother's stare, if only because it reminds her so much of Enzo.
Encircled by love and mud, Flora feels things inside of herself release that she hadn't even realized she'd been keeping tense. So long had she maintained an affect of breeziness that she almost forgot what all of her bold colours and wide smiles were trying to protect. "I love you, mama." She whispers softly, her voice girlish and very young as she presses her cheek against her mother's soft skin and sighs indulgently.
Then, as if realizing perhaps she isn't the only one in need of a soft place to fall, pulls back slightly. "Are you happy?" She wonders, gaze searching Hotaru's multifaceted eyes. She finds herself focused on the more blue of her mother's stare, if only because it reminds her so much of Enzo.
i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?
