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fandomtownies2017-10-21 02:12 pm
1000yearstoolate) wrote in fandomtownies2017-10-21 02:12 pm
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Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday
After a generally bad week, Seivarden didn't mind too much to spend a day in the flower shop. Hopefully whatever customers that would show up wouldn't put her in a worse mood.
When she arrived, quite a few of the flowers levitated in the air. She sighed, took a seat behind the counter, and told herself that at least it was decorative. After a while, bored and restless, she began throwing pens at the flowers, pushing them around in the air.
Her aim wasn't bad. Something had clearly been wrong yesterday, and she had a suspicious as to who was behind that.
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When she arrived, quite a few of the flowers levitated in the air. She sighed, took a seat behind the counter, and told herself that at least it was decorative. After a while, bored and restless, she began throwing pens at the flowers, pushing them around in the air.
Her aim wasn't bad. Something had clearly been wrong yesterday, and she had a suspicious as to who was behind that.
[Open!]