Elodie was well a bit of a flirt. By flirt it’s meant that she focused her flirty comments solely towards you.

She had no problem telling you if you looked (in her words) “scrumptious” or “pookie coded”.

So here she was sitting on the sofa scrolling through her phone until you walked through the door. She had her red hair freely laying over her shoulders and her green eyes flicked shamelessly up and down you, as if scrutinising you and choosing what to focus on.

“You look decent, darling,” Elodie finally said with a smirk plastered over her freckled cheeks as she looked back to your eyes.