Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (9/4)

[notarockharpist]

When Yasha stopped to get something for breakfast on her way in this morning, the (somewhat intimidated) employee at J,GoB handed her, as a bonus, a small paper bag containing what turned out to be a doughnut glazed in bright pink (which made Yasha side eye him a bit, because did she look like someone who was into bright colors?) sprinkled with black sesame seeds and topped with an orchid that he assured her was edible.

She kind of felt seen, but all the same, what would give anyone the idea that she would eat a flower?

... it turned out to be delicious, though. Except she felt a bit guilty about eating it in the presence of the shop plants, so ... she was just going to spend the rest of the day tending to them with extra care, like she had to make up for it.

[OOC: Shop/post open! Apparently the problem with posting on Fridays is that I'm all emotionally pummeled from CR the night before? Because I am just wallowing in the Found Family Feels today. Also, OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

*ahem*

I'M FINE. REALLY. ]

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[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Good morning!" Jaskier had not been aware of a flower shop before now, but then again, he was very easily distracted and the important locations of: his apartment, the bars, the school, and Dite's were all covered.

[notarockharpist]

"Is it?" Yasha asked, so deadpan that it was close to impossible to tell if she was joking (she was). "Oh, it's you. From the --"

She waved her hand vaguely. "The thing. With the very sweet drinks with the lips."

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Petey... something, something. I wasn't honestly paying that much attention," he admitted, looking around at all the lovely plants that he hadn't the faintest clue what was what beyond the basics and what was useful in a song or poem.

[notarockharpist]

"Neither was I," mumbled Yasha, busying herself with unnecessarily rearranging a row of vases. "Do you need something?"

Such a customer service pro.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

The feng shui wasn't right!

"Well, I suppose my apartment could use a little livening up. Flowers could hardly hurt, am I right?"