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                  ⊰ ✿ ⊱  — Flora was supposed to be the clumsy one, everyone knew this. Though a soft smile and doe hues could easily hide this ( or so she thought. ) it was normal for her to be the one tripping over something, anything or just nothing, not Andreas. She suspected some sort of magic he’d found over his time made his much more graceful than she ever was, ( not admitting she was slightly envious of him being able to stand without falling over a spec of dust. )  But that was just how it was, he was normally the one catching her fall so she didn’t fall flat on her face or break any bones.  

                   Maybe it had something to do with the moons howl or for a time he was doomed by tragedy and any eloquence he had ran dry in his veins. ( that or he was just out of luck. ) But anyone that knew flora at all knew she has a pristine love for books and thus is quite the avid reader. Meaning that she had quite the stack of them floating around in her home. ( when i say few i mean too many but nobody tells her that. )  And thus, it was pretty normal to find books scattered here and there across the wooden floor. 

            ❛ Αγάπη μου  ? Andreas have you seen my bookmark ? you know the one i always use ? i think i might’ve dropped it somewhere and i can’t find it ! ❜ if you were looking for flora you’d find her rolled on the floor on her stomach, looking under the sofa to see if she could find that bookmark she used too much. The owner of the bookstore gave it to her when she first started working there : over the years it had gotten a bit old and run down but she still used it as much as she could. It was a special momentum emphasising her own independence in the world. 

           Footsteps creaking against the floor caught her attention but she didn’t think much of it as she continued her search til suddenly there was a rush of air and the air in her lungs was thrown out of her when a weight crashed down on her. ( those bloody books always getting in the way. )   ❛ uh Andreas ?  ❜ words are croaked out of plush tiers, waves of black curling over her face and making her face itch.  ❛ i know this position might be pleasing for you but —— i can’t really breathe.  ❜