#flossie|interaction.

"is it... supposed to do that?" the furry, four-legged creature currently chasing it's own tail definitely has flossie confused. they've never encountered something like this before.

they’re not the type of person that is open about how they feel often. they never have been and that’s why this conversation is so alien to flossie. she’s tried to bring it up several times over the past few days, though she’s always quick to change her mind when she realizes how vulnerable it makes her. today is the day though; whether they’re ready or not. “you know that you mean a lot to me, right?”

"but i will," flossie says it with such certainty that it might as well be fact, though at the very least they don't shy away from her outstretched hand. "something will happen. i'll mess up. i don't want to do that to you."

“yes.” it was stated as though it was obvious because it was. flossie had been there all along, seen him transform into someone more filled out but still seemingly lacking in confidence. she’d noticed. had to wonder if the breakdown in relationship was going to be a knock on something that they already considered to be wavering. maybe they could stop that, though. with this. “it’s not weird. you know me…” perhaps better than he should since this should be no big deal given all the casual dalliances she’d been involved with. a small and hopefully reassuring smile graced their lips, anything to stop him looking so unsure. she hadn’t asked to spook him into thinking this was a bad idea. “i’m down! obviously. i wanna see what you’ve got.” edged on to teasing now to lighten the comment, smile morphing more of a cocky smirk. “don’t think i’m going to go easy on you ‘cause we’re friends.”

"i'm serious, you've changed my life."

"i don't know why you're wasting your time talking to them when we both know you're going to go home with me."

“you know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes.”

“totally absurd? ouch, blair. you’re going to hurt my feelings.” flossie’s lips formed into a little pout, though it was one that was entirely exaggerated. “i’ll have you know that plenty of people want to kiss me. i’m considered to be quite kissable. you’d just be one of a long, long list of people.”