The Solar Bar 8:21 pm
Flora: gosh what's he doing here
Iris: who?
Flora: gino!
Iris: oh that, yeah they're playing tonight
Iris: his voice makes me want to fall to my knees and beg him to swoop me away ugghh
Iris: isn't his voice disarming and enchanting at the same time?
Iris: tell me flora are you starting to get enchanted by him?
Flora: ABSOLUTELY NOT
Iris: you hesitated
Flora: I did not! It was the alcohol!
Iris: really?
Flora: really, come on let's dance.
BINABASA MO ANG
Flower Girl
Teen FictionIn which a raving Flora hates the playboy's guts. Short epistolary by: tiptoe2thesun July 25-28 © 2021 Completed
