#m. nova

"Sorry, I'm a bit nervous --" Nova confessed as she smoothed her hands down over her dress. There was some effort put into looking cute today. "Uhm, where did you say you were from again?" A simple question to get out of her own nerves before she raised her bubble tea up to take a tiny sip from it.

A tiny sniffle was the only thing that Nova could manage as she squatted down next to one of the broken vases. She carefully picked up the larger pieces and sat them down in the waste basket beside her. Who would be so careless and cruel to do this to a flower shop of all places? To any shop, really.

"M-Maybe this wasn't meant for me to do." Her voice was a bit broken, eyes tearful as she looked over to her company. "I guess - I'll always have this dark cloud over me."