“Thanks handsome.” Tallulah said to Percy Finch, followed by a wink as she enjoyed some light flirting with her ice cream and Percy always delivered. “Here you go,” Tallulah handed one of the ice cream cones that she’d had in hand to Devonte Vern. He’d come through that afternoon, helping her with her ballet class at Leo’s dance school. Not just any ballet class, her toddlers class. After that, she’d definitely had to treat the guy. “And you might want to take it easy on that,” She let him know, with a small laugh. “There’s definitely weed in that.” ( @devonte-vern​ )
















