#victoriam

If the Sutton’s couldn’t sell her dried flowers, she might as well just make them her main supplier and dry the flowers herself, at this point. She found that it did absolute wonders to her paintings, and usually the perfume oils she used on them lasted quite a while. She trusted Gatzuni’s Growings to bring her the freshest flowers, though, since there wasn’t really anyone else at Icaria who imported flowers like they did. She ran her fingers along the stems of a bunch of carnations in a bucket and grinned, walking aimlessly through the shop and almost bumping into someone. “Oh, sorry--you look awfully familiar. I think I’ve seen you around before. Are the Suttons around? What about Millie?”