As Nari brought one perfectly manicured delicate finger to her plush lips, Fla's eyes followed it, wondering if her lips were as soft as he imagined they were. The red haired girl was grinning at him as she answered, her own answer as suggestive as his question had been. And Fla had about ten different ideas right off the top of his head that he was sure could make her feel oh so good. He didn't miss the way her togue darted out to wet her own lips, mimicking his own moments earlier. There was a rational voice in his head (one he very rarely ever listened to) telling him he should really text Killa and Bryan and tell them to meet up with him and Nari, because them being alone together was becoming very clear was probably not his best idea. However he had no actual intention of listening to that voice.
Especially when she stepped closer to him, a mischievous glint in those gorgeous dark eyes and he could smell the earthy scent of the perfume she always wore and it did things to him. Made him think of that scent lingering on his pillow and sheets. As she teased that there were others that could give her what she wanted, his smirk only grew, cocking an eyebrow at her, clearly amused and not at all threatened by this revelation. It was very true that she could get pretty much anyone she wanted, of that Nafla had no doubt. Nari leaned in, her lips tantalizingly close as she met his eyes and questioned wether he would be better at giving it to her. There was a flash of heat that moved through him and he had to physically stifle a groan at how fucking hot she was as she grinned at him and turned away, her perfumed silky hair brushing along his face and neck as she moved past him, telling him over her shoulder that coffee and food was this way.
Fla was no longer thinking about coffee and the only thing he was thinking about eating was hidden by her shorts currently. Although honestly he had a few ideas how to get those and her off...
She was talking as she walked and he had to mentally shake himself to remember to follow her and not just enjoy the view and the very vivid images he had in his head at the moment. The way those hips sways, her tiny shorts clinging to the curve of her ass, showing the outline of her cellphone in that back pocket. His eyes were on her ass when she suddenly stopped and turned and he had to drag his eyes back up to her face, but again, not before blatantly checking out her cleavage again. And she was talking again and he knew he should pay attention and nodded at the information about the building. Looking up at the large building he nodded a bit more clearly actually hearing her this time and made some sort of noise indicating he was impressed. Lights and Owen had been right, this place was no joke.
"Do you need to be a music major to use the music things?" he asked as she grinned at him. She answered that you did not have to be, but it was first come first serve. Again he nodded. This place wasn't the worst in terms of being forced to go to a school instead of music and working full time. It did mean he didn't need a job, as it was part of his father's deal with him. Focus on school as his job and he could do music on the side. Fla was still thinking about picking up some sort of small job for his own spending money, because he had never really liked just spending his father's.