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His collection, as of late, was burdening his modest apartment to a rather unsightly degree. As much as he cherished every pair of spectacles, perhaps having multiple duplicates was unwise given the meager square footage of his abode.

“Welcome, my friend~!” Arthur greeted the potential customer looking over his wares. “Please, feel free to browse, and tell me if you have any questions.”

Fatherhood Glasses x 2 - [1,000G] - Somehow putting these on makes you want to build a deck and grill some steaks. The name Karen feels venomous on your lips… as if she took your kids…

Scholar Glasses x 3 - [2,500G] - Putting these on don’t make you feel any smarter, but they sure make you look it. People might actually take you seriously for once.

Charming Glasses x 4 - [5,000G] - Although impractical, the bedazzled glasses are undoubtedly very very cute. Wearing them for extended periods of time may cause you to walk into walls, hike at your own risk.

Rose Colored SUNglasses x 4 [7,500G] - Protect your eyes from the sun while looking incredibly stylish as you do so. Wearing these makes the world seem like a much friendlier place, filling you with optimism and determination.

Making her way towards the stall, Shara interlaced her fingers together as she leaned towards the wares to get a better look. “How cute!” She chirped, offering the man behind the stand a friendly smile as she pointed at her choice of glasses. “Could I please take this pair with me? Thank you!”

[-5,000G] For purchasing a set of Charming Glasses

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Last place.  Lloyd wasn’t really a sore loser, or someone who would take defeat so poorly- but there was something wrong about being unable to land a target with his level of skill. And so, to be handed a necklace by the conductor of this event– Gelwein– it was a smack in the face of his character. It was as if, he was considered weak.  But it really couldn’t be that. There was a woman who simply just yelled at her targets and scored 7 points. Something had to be rigged. Not that he would voice out his suspicions at the moment. Because, for now– the pressing matter at hand was staring at this girl who looked devastated in not landing a single blow either. He decides to make his way over towards the girl. 

Her downcast, watery eyes must have immediately given away her disappointment as she was soon approached by a taller stranger garbed in a dark, exotic robe. When he began to speak to her gently, Shara’s eyes grew wide as she flushed with embarrassment. “U-um, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to look so gloomy!” She rapidly wiped at her eyes with her sleeve, putting on a forced smile for him to see. 

“I just thought I could have done so much better than this, a-and...” Huh? She blinked once, then twice. Why was her vision blurring all over again? Oh no...

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Lily absolutely adored visiting Fantastic Flowers. One of the few memories of her mother was the smell of flowers and simply being around them brought a sense of calm to her even after all these years. 

Today she wanted to pick up some flowers and leave them for her mom. To maybe spend a few quiet moments with her and try to figure out what she was doing in her life. It was too bad she couldn’t remember the flowers she liked best, only a faint smell. 

“Ah, hello!” Shara gave her a small wave of her own. “Sorry, our new stock of gardening tools just arrived today and I was a little caught up in the sorting. Oh, but everything is fine and well! I hope the same goes for you, too, hee hee!”

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.: ❀ — Fantastic Flowers was one of his favorite workplaces to be at. It wasn’t the people- he was always just uncomfortable enough to really be himself around them… It was the flowers. All the brilliant blooms that surrounded him made it all worth having to get out of his comfort zone. They calmed him whenever he felt himself getting antsy.

So when he talked in today, he just took in the atmosphere of the shop. Hopefully he wouldn’t encounter anyone as he tried to steel himself for work. Kamil found it was safe and early enough that no one would actually be around here to see this. 

As he placed his stuff in the back, neatly of course, he started to sing softly. He was alone, right? There was no one here for him to worry about. It was too early for other people to be here anyways. As he put on his apron, he went ahead to the front, still singing quietly. He began checking on the flowers and making sure they were of the highest quality.

That was until a gentle voice coming out of the backroom broke her away from her usual train of thought.

The singing was too soft to give Shara any sense of danger, but naturally, she tiptoed towards the source with cautious steps, unsure who was here at this time of the day. Peeping in from the door, Shara’s breath stilled. Kamil? Sure, she had her suspicions given that he had the deepest voice out of any of her employees, but he was also the last person she would expect to witness singing so delicately. 

She kept her ear close to the wall as his song continued, not wanting to scare him off before hearing the end of it. Once the melody began to slow down, she stepped into the room tentatively. “Kamil..?” Shara broke the silence when his last verse came to an end, looking slightly taken aback by how uncharacteristic the usually distant florist was acting. It was the first time she had seen him look so sincere that she was almost unsure if she was dreaming or not. 

@sharanceflowers ✨

.: ♫ — As much as Sonja loved gardening, the current season made it hard to grow her own plants. In times like these, she made her way to the flower shop, Fantastic Flowers. She always bought her seeds there, but this time she wanted to find a suitable bouquet that would possibly liven up their room– the one she had bought at the carnival had been used as a centerpiece for the dining table.

A small bell chimed as she opened the door gently. It was always so relaxing here, and briefly she wondered how it would be like to work here, among the flowers. Sonja wandered a bit, looking around for anything that would pop out, though of course either sunflowers or peonies always caught her interest. But that would be out of season right now, wouldn’t it?

It was then that she heard the sound of something shattering at the other side of the store. With wide eyes, she rushed over to the noise to find the woman who ran the flower booth at the carnival– Sharon, or something? She was always terrible with remembering names– hovering over a shattered pot and it’s contents.

Shara let out a high pitched squeal when the slip of the hand caused one of the flower pots to topple over. She hurriedly stepped back and braced herself from any possible danger, but the rushed attempt only made the flower girl fall over on her behind as the pot collided with the floor in a loud crash. 

“Owow...”  Wincing from the pain that her ungraceful fall caused, Shara looked up at the young woman who had quickly come to her aid. Her bobbed pink hair immediately made her recognizable to Shara, who never forgot the face of a customer. It was the girl from the carnival! If she wasn’t in her current situation, Shara would’ve loved to ask what she thought of the perfume she had given her the other day.

In regards to her question, Shara blinked abashedly before quickly nodding. “O-oh, yes, I’m fine! I’m terribly sorry for the commotion, miss-- please, I’ll take care of this right away!” Shifting onto her knees to begin picking up some of the pieces herself, she froze when a sudden throb held her back from moving her right leg.

The flowerbed would have seemed like nothing out of the ordinary to most, but for the half-fox it was the ideal place to catch some quick shut-eye … in private. Ventuswill knows how many hours he’d spent doing “administrative” work at the church. His natural lack of complications made him settle into it as if it were any other ordinary wooden frame bed and elicit a yawn before blacking out.

When suddenly he was awoken by the sound of pencil scratching on paper, which was grating to someone with already sensitive hearing. “For Ventuswill’s sake–” The immediate response was sharp annoyance as he was awakened until he saw in front of him a young, almost… airheaded-looking woman. “… Huh… what do we have here?” He looked at the drawing pad with a stare so intense it could probably burn holes, and drew closer.

The stranger’s initial reaction gave Shara a surge of guilt as she realized how rude she must’ve seemed. How would she have felt to be the one in his position? He was undoubtedly upset with her, but as soon as his attention turned to the sketchbook in her arms, Shara’s thoughts went towards keeping her drawing away from his prying eyes instead.

“Wait a minute!” Shara pulled the sketchbook closer to her chest, giving the man a small pout. “When did I ever say you could look? You should normally ask for permission first in these kinds of situations!”