fandomtownies | Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [01/01].

It was interesting, really. Removed from this place, Astrid started to feel that she didn't like it, she didn't need it, she didn't want to be here. She thought of how she considered sabotaging her trip back so that she'd have to stay in California longer or, better yet, not have to return at all. But then she got back, and she started to realize that there were a lot of things she actually did like about this place. The interesting people, the bizarre but fascinating classes, the openness and the freedom.

That last part especially surprised her, considering how terrified she'd been of the idea of being by herself when she'd first arrived at Fandom. But after two weeks in a group home where her every move seemed to be monitored or dictated by a bunch of people who didn't know her, where meals were regulated, bedtimes and bedchecks enforced, where even the simple act of spending time with her mother turned into a whole production of checkpoints and rules...the difference was staggering, really, and she found herself a little startled by how Used to the freedom she'd gotten.

There was still comfort in all that regulation, though, but this...this was nice, too.

And she'd definitely missed the flower shop, eager to return to it after her science class for her shift, even if she didn't really do much but a few simple housekeeping tasks and sketch some of the flowers again, which she'd missed. She didn't even seem to mind that they'd decided to sing today, and what they were singing was "Auld Lang Syne" over and over and over...

...okay, maybe she did mind it a little bit, wondering if she could somehow manage to wrap the scarf she'd found from her secret santa when she'd gotten back in a way that would help block out the sound, making a note to invest in some ear plugs.

Covent Garden is open!