Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

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Nothing particularly exciting was going on at the flower shop. Seivarden made tea. She made a few flower arrangements. She drank tea. She rearranged the flower pots. She adjusted the waterflow in the fountain. She sat down behind the counter and drank some more tea. Repeat this. That was her day. It was boring, yes. Seivarden was trying to decide whether she wanted something to happen or whether she should just approach this as a very boring watch in gate space.

Covent Garden Flowers was open.