fandomtownies | Covent Garden Flowers; Wednesday [09/22].

Astrid wasn't sure if they were being sympathetic to her or just simply doing their thing, but the flowers in the shop today were back on a lullaby kick, and she was grateful for it. It wasn't as if they were very busy right now (or pretty much ever except for a few key holidays), so she was going to just let herself be carried away by their soft singing and slip under into a nice nap or two, here and there. She hadn't slept well last night; the nightmares had returned, and she knew she had nothing but this coming weekend to blame for it, and it was probably only going to get worse, so she'd better take her rest where she could get it it.

She half-wondered if she could convince anyone to let them crash in their room for the rest of the week or something. Those nightmares hit a little different now that she was in a room all by herself.

And in the moments when she wasn't sleeping, she was wondering if the prison would let her get away with weaving oleanders into her hair when she came to visit on Saturday.

Covent Garden is open!