"Benefits of running a Tavern." Flora trills breezily. Glancing over her shoulder and waiting until Sohalia was firmly out of view, the Doubletake pours a heavy helping of wine into each thermos before topping them up with lemonade. Based on what her friend had said thus far, Flora had the idea the Heart might need a little liquid courage to get her through the next few hours. Besides, gossip and boy-drama was always more interesting with looser tongues.
"Gods you look cute." She announces as Soh returns, beaming at her friend and waggling her eyebrows. Once their basket is packed, Flora links her arm through Soh's as she dons a pair of overly large sunglasses. "Now," Tugging the Heart closer and flashing her an endearing but effervescent smile, the Doubletake gave her friend's arm a warm squeeze. "Tell me what's got Jude's feathers all ruffled."
"Gods you look cute." She announces as Soh returns, beaming at her friend and waggling her eyebrows. Once their basket is packed, Flora links her arm through Soh's as she dons a pair of overly large sunglasses. "Now," Tugging the Heart closer and flashing her an endearing but effervescent smile, the Doubletake gave her friend's arm a warm squeeze. "Tell me what's got Jude's feathers all ruffled."
flora
Argumentative, antithetical dream girl
