No~ she’s . . . getting kinda hot actually. ( with the staring — )

hm ? no she’s just . . . feeling hot under her gaze.

then she’ll meet him in twenty.

mhm, sounds . . . like a plan.

she’s settled a wrapped selection of finest teas as well as a small bunch of flowers and a new botany book down in front of 𝓐storia 𝓖reengrass with a half smile. . . “ happy birthday .”

“ I know. . . wasn’t planning too either but here we are .” she ( lightly ) teased, her smile morphing into one of a smirk as she settled down in the chair facing hers.

it’s allowed— — ( yes please, kiss her . ) “ hm ? sure .” she offered a rare smile as she watched, chin rested on a closed fist, elbow propped. “ though you get first pick . . . it’s your day after all greengrass .” and she hoped she was free later that night.