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fandomtownies2018-10-18 12:05 pm
okteiviakom) wrote in fandomtownies2018-10-18 12:05 pm
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Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday
Octavia should've been doing better by now.
For the most part, she even was. If only because she'd learned over the years to repress the hell out of things. Hide crap away even from herself because there were more pressing concerns to deal with. Of course, that was harder here. On the Ark, it had been a question of living in cramped quarters and not wanting to upset her mom and Bellamy. On the ground, it had been about focusing on survival.
And here...
Here, she was free to roam, food was bountiful, and the environment wasn't actively trying to kill her. It meant it was much harder to focus on things outside herself, to keep from spending too much time mulling over her feelings. But she was trying.
You know. Like nice, stable people did.
Covent Garden Flowers was open, and Octavia was working on another completely ridiculous flower arrangement.
[ooc: Open!]
For the most part, she even was. If only because she'd learned over the years to repress the hell out of things. Hide crap away even from herself because there were more pressing concerns to deal with. Of course, that was harder here. On the Ark, it had been a question of living in cramped quarters and not wanting to upset her mom and Bellamy. On the ground, it had been about focusing on survival.
And here...
Here, she was free to roam, food was bountiful, and the environment wasn't actively trying to kill her. It meant it was much harder to focus on things outside herself, to keep from spending too much time mulling over her feelings. But she was trying.
You know. Like nice, stable people did.
Covent Garden Flowers was open, and Octavia was working on another completely ridiculous flower arrangement.
[ooc: Open!]