When Marietta had dragged Cho out of the house that morning, Cho had been feeling fairly confident in the dress Marietta had picked out for her, but when they arrived at the celebration and she saw what everyone else was wearing, she began to feel a little underdressed. She made her way to the flower weaving tent, hoping to do something to step up her look, but felt a little lost as to where to begin. She was coming to the sad realization that floral weaving was probably yet another thing that couldnât be done one handed when she spotted Luna. As a general rule, Cho despised asking for help or admitting to weakness, but Luna was an exception. The younger woman was never rude, or judgmental, only kind and considerate, so Cho gathered a handful of the flowers sheâd been considering and held them out to Luna. âWould you mind lending a hand? Literally?â
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