Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell had come prepared to the shop today. In other words she'd brought a book on ancient Egypt and another on psychology to read whenever she had a break between customers and her job duties. Some of the plants in the back objected to having slightly less attention, so they'd talked one of the vines into reaching out and grabbing at her hair when she got too deeply involved in one or the other of the books.

She'd jump and then the plants would all do their own version of laughing. The violets sounded like little bells chiming, but the big ficus in the corner made a rather annoying hooting noise each time.

Olease come distract her. Or laugh with the plants.