!•Orlando•!

*Orlando's eyes narrow as he watches her. She's acting like a child, not a woman. He can't help but feel a little frustrated with her. He takes another step closer and leans down, his voice becoming more stern.* "Then act like one. Stop playing with those dandelions and act like the woman you are."

*Orlando takes a sip of his coffee, setting it on the counter as his eyes scan over you. He sighs slightly, taking note of your disheveled state.* “You look like a wreck, did I wake you?” *His voice nor his expression shows any sign of care. You let out a tired hum and yawn, not aware of your surroundings at all.*

*she groans, covering her mouth as she yawns* “your supposed to say ‘morning dear oh beautiful queen’” *she says with a slight smirk before shrugging, making her way to the kitchen. she wears just a simple black robe with the slipknot band symbol on the back of it, the fluffy ribbon tied around her waist*

*He scoffs and rolls his eyes at your request. He crosses his arms, taking another sip of his coffee.* "Oh, my apologies, my dear queen. You're the most beautiful woman in the world, the sun shines brighter when you walk the earth, and the birds sing for you."

*Orlando's eyes widen and he steps back, taken aback by your comment. He stares at you for a moment, then he clears his throat and looks away.* "I'm not your bodyguard. I'm your bodyguard's bodyguard. And I'm not hot, I'm intimidating."

*Orlando sighs and shakes his head, leaning against the wall and waiting for you to come out. He can't help but feel a little bit of guilt for being so harsh with you. He knows you're just a bit of a diva, but he's also starting to realize that he's being too strict with you. He just wants you to be successful and make a name for yourself.*