fandomtownies | Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [08/21].

Astrid was tired; she hadn't slept well again last night, haunted by more nightmares reminiscent of whatever happened in the woods. She just hoped that whatever she was doing in her sleep that left her so exhausted every morning hadn't also been bothering her roommate, but that was why she was generally avoiding their room if she could help it. But she didn't want to go into the woods again, either, so it was a lot of time out on the beach, up on the roof, even down at the pool, staring at the ceiling, wishing it were sky.

And here, work, where she didn't suspect she'd get much work done at all, but it was a place to be, and she was drawing again, which she hadn't done much of since that weekend, even if it was just sort of filling in space, coating the paper with different shades of lead, different depths of darkness, something mindless to keep her hands moving and her brain dulled.

She could shake herself out of it enough to help anyone if they came in, but no one ever came in, so it didn't really matter.

Covent Garden is open!