i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
Gods, before Flora even hears his stupid sultry voice, she can smell him. He smells like cheap cologne and man sweat and dragon and though she really should hate it (when was the last time he even washed his uniform?), gods but it instantly kindles something very primal low in her belly. Well, a lot lower than her belly if we're being anatomically correct.
Turning on her toe with a dagger already pointed in his direction, Flora's lips are pulled tight and her eyes are already narrowed. 'Are you serious?' She wonders loudly. ' That's all I get? Hey, and it's been a minute?' Flora's chilly outrage has drawn more than a few looks from some of the trainees around, who nudge one another and whisper amongst themselves the details of Flora and Koa's one-night-stand-gone-wrong.
Flicking her hair over one shoulder and doing her best to roll her shoulders back to emphasize her breasts without making it obvious, the Doubletake does her best to stay firmly on the side of Newly Minted Guild Leader and Bar Owner and not be tempted toward Jilted Fuck Who Got Ghosted.
"Maybe I'm here to become a dragoon. Seems like they let just anyone in these days." Flora snarks, letting her aqua eyes rove over his body, meaning the stare to be judgemental while trying to sneak glances at how his physique might have changed since last she saw him.
Turning on her toe with a dagger already pointed in his direction, Flora's lips are pulled tight and her eyes are already narrowed. 'Are you serious?' She wonders loudly. ' That's all I get? Hey, and it's been a minute?' Flora's chilly outrage has drawn more than a few looks from some of the trainees around, who nudge one another and whisper amongst themselves the details of Flora and Koa's one-night-stand-gone-wrong.
Flicking her hair over one shoulder and doing her best to roll her shoulders back to emphasize her breasts without making it obvious, the Doubletake does her best to stay firmly on the side of Newly Minted Guild Leader and Bar Owner and not be tempted toward Jilted Fuck Who Got Ghosted.
"Maybe I'm here to become a dragoon. Seems like they let just anyone in these days." Flora snarks, letting her aqua eyes rove over his body, meaning the stare to be judgemental while trying to sneak glances at how his physique might have changed since last she saw him.
