[at Fang's response, she straightens back up with a huff, trying her best to return to the task at hand. why was she expecting anything different? if Fang had answered any other way, Vanille might have had to check and see if she was dealing with an impostor. it quickly becomes clear that she's not going to be able to get any more flowers into Fang's nest of hair, and she groans as she plops down by Fang's side. keeping a few strands between her fingers, she brings them to Fang's face, as if teasingly threatening her.]
Do you want me to chop it all off, then? I could do that, too.
[she's mostly joking, but she could very well make good on her word...]
i'll remember to tag more than once every couple of weeks i swear
Do you want me to chop it all off, then? I could do that, too.
[she's mostly joking, but she could very well make good on her word...]