shikidays && kuahaka && pxttbxll have entered the boutique
--- She crouched at the front of the shop, tending to the flowers that sat in buckets of water outside. Misaki worked with a quiet hum as she plucked out flowers that weren’t fresh anymore or rearranging a few of the bouquets. Tossing the flowers she plucked out of the buckets, she wiped her hands on the apron she wore before reaching for the watering can that sat on the ground. Gently watering the pots of plants that hung above, “You guys look wondrous today too. I hope today’s you’re lucky day to go home with someone,” she said. Misaki had a habit of talking to plants...Or rather, she couldn’t work silently so she would talk to plants (or technically, to herself). Exchanging the watering can for a spray bottle, she sprayed some of the leaves with water. Hearing steps approaching her, she turned and smiled, “Welcome, how may I assist you?” she asked.
