candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
"How astute of you to notice." Flora hums as if she might twist this into some sort of flirtatious remark...only what she does next will surely ruin it.
As he turns to twist her words into an insult, she spies the cigarette and immediately shakes her head. "Ew, no. Not in the house." Reaching out she'll aim to pluck the cigarette from Jack's lips and toss it down the sink, not knowing that the man assessing her oven (huehuyehuehuehe) had absolutely killed for less.
Reaching under the sink where a number of cold-algae-wrapped-rocks are used to keep a few glasses cold for such an occasion (gods she misses Sugar), Flora fills Jack's glass. Wrinkling her nose as she holds it out to him, she gives her head another shake as her thoughts take another swift nosedive. "No..mostly it's all these herbs and things that Vai used to grow outside in her garden. She was my grandmother. I did my best to find the same things here, but..." Flora shrugs.
As he turns to twist her words into an insult, she spies the cigarette and immediately shakes her head. "Ew, no. Not in the house." Reaching out she'll aim to pluck the cigarette from Jack's lips and toss it down the sink, not knowing that the man assessing her oven (huehuyehuehuehe) had absolutely killed for less.
Reaching under the sink where a number of cold-algae-wrapped-rocks are used to keep a few glasses cold for such an occasion (gods she misses Sugar), Flora fills Jack's glass. Wrinkling her nose as she holds it out to him, she gives her head another shake as her thoughts take another swift nosedive. "No..mostly it's all these herbs and things that Vai used to grow outside in her garden. She was my grandmother. I did my best to find the same things here, but..." Flora shrugs.
