[+..••]… @floralbeaut
a hushed ‘ow’ escaped her, rubbing at her head through loose curls as a pout settled onto plush lips. her eyes would follow her movements as she took away her floral confection, arms crossing over over her chest and letting out a small huff. “cmon, you can replace that one flower with five cents! besides, wouldn’t have to eat your arrangements if you had some snacks,” she went to say, but would quickly be distracted by the mention of the handheld gaming system. “… your gameboy? you still have your gameboy from like— when we were kids? no way, yeah, i’m sat. you better have some good games still.”