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SCENE START! ( @unbalancing-act​ )
It was no surprise that Rinea had taken up the hobby of gardening. What was not to like about it? She had found peace, as the same, she had in dancing. Though, it felt nice to do something for the environment around her. It was always peaceful viewing flowers sprout from a tiny seed to a grown colored blossom. It was strange that Rinea enjoyed this responsibility, but being outside and dirtying your hands a little didn't hurt anyone. The feeling of soil against her fingertips and stems of flowers in her hand made her feel a certain calmness. The aroma of flowers, once they have grown, just heavenly. A perfect gift for anyone, no matter the relationship or occasion.
She kneeled against the railing inside the greenhouse that separated the dirt from spilling over the freshly cleaned ground. Her hands slowly and gently digging out what seemed to be a chrysanthemum.Â
As she quickly transports to a flower pot next to her hip. She's about to take it into her hands, before she hears a voice, along with a compliment. Tilting her head, she turns around to discover a familiar face who had seemed to join her in the greenhouse garden. Standing to her feet, the periwinkle haired girl does a bow. "Professor Roth, so nice of you to join me on a day like this. What can I do for you?"
