Flora
Flora’s eyes twinkle as she nods, sipping at her tea with an air of exaggerated wisdom. "Maybe I’ll write a little note to your sleeping self," she muses. "Leave out a quill and some parchment. See what kind of weird requests we get back. You know, in case you need five oranges, a taxidermy owl, and a single left boot." She lifts her brows pointedly. "Besides, someone seemed very unimpressed with the book we found in the fireplace, so maybe we will need to go book shopping."
Her grin turns feral at the mention of the flamingo. "I absolutely will be wearing that. But only one day. You know I hate repeating outfits." Her fingers tap-tap-tap against her mug like a countdown to chaos, before she softens, beaming at him in a way that’s all warmth and genuine affection. [spay]"You really are the best, you know."
And with that, she tips her mug lightly against his with a soft clink, her eyes bright over the rim. "I think this is going to be the best LongNight yet."
~FIN
Her grin turns feral at the mention of the flamingo. "I absolutely will be wearing that. But only one day. You know I hate repeating outfits." Her fingers tap-tap-tap against her mug like a countdown to chaos, before she softens, beaming at him in a way that’s all warmth and genuine affection. [spay]"You really are the best, you know."
And with that, she tips her mug lightly against his with a soft clink, her eyes bright over the rim. "I think this is going to be the best LongNight yet."
~FIN
passion is a passing thing, it's accidental chemistry
caught up in a feelin', it can be deceivin'.
this is like breaking for me
caught up in a feelin', it can be deceivin'.
this is like breaking for me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
