candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
Turning towards Jack Flora flashes the captain her best sneer — the sort that has her eyes sparkling and her lips and nose contorting like acrobats. “Okay well, it’s just that—“ i was like 6 five minutes ago, and my dad never taught me anything of value, my mom is off running a spa in halo, and my grandmother was mysteriously murdered and no one is doing anything about it. Of course she couldn’t say that (Flora’s life was a romcom, not a drama). ”— the oven, and you were being very distracting with your smoking.”
Raising an eyebrow but murmuring a rather compliant sound, Flora indeed gets out of the way. Reaching for the spoon with a grin, the girl looks as though she’s thinking about tapping him on the ass with it before thinking before of it. (Maybe it was because Jack had little ass to speak of with how wirey he was). Handing it to him, Flora naturally begins to take her frustrations out on the nearby Hels roosted outside of her window.
Raising an eyebrow but murmuring a rather compliant sound, Flora indeed gets out of the way. Reaching for the spoon with a grin, the girl looks as though she’s thinking about tapping him on the ass with it before thinking before of it. (Maybe it was because Jack had little ass to speak of with how wirey he was). Handing it to him, Flora naturally begins to take her frustrations out on the nearby Hels roosted outside of her window.
