candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
"Makes them not as valuable, duh." Flora mutters as she stares at a corner of her ceiling, silently saying all sorts of self-deprecating things to herself as if that will make the tears prickling behind her eyes go away.
Glancing over her shoulder at the cupcakes which don't look right but aren't burned either, Flora swallows and shrugs. "Okay well...I don't even know when I"ll see my Dad, so..." She runs her tongue across her teeth as annoyance and rage push away her grief. " He's probably spending time with his real family, so it could be a while." Flora adds as a warning, turning properly now and sniffing curiously at the cupcakes.
Glancing over her shoulder at the cupcakes which don't look right but aren't burned either, Flora swallows and shrugs. "Okay well...I don't even know when I"ll see my Dad, so..." She runs her tongue across her teeth as annoyance and rage push away her grief. " He's probably spending time with his real family, so it could be a while." Flora adds as a warning, turning properly now and sniffing curiously at the cupcakes.
