✿ Eleventh Bud [Action/Voice late morning]
[Things hadn't been easy the past few weeks; there had been ups and downs, much more of the latter than she would ever admit to. And as far as she could tell, it would not get better any time soon. At the very least, the weather was beginning to change even if she couldn't see it for herself. There was just something about the air of spring approaching that always managed to lift her spirits a little, and what better way to greet it than to start working on that neglected garden outside of House 11? Who cares how cold it is out, the plants are of higher priority.
It isn't until after an hour or so of working that her journal falls off her person and sprawls open in the dirt, making her frown upon hearing the familiar noise of it being activated. Taking to people probably wasn't a good idea right now, but she can try.]
… What are your favorite things about spring? Or… things you like the least about it I guess. Anything really.
[Later in the evening the residents of the large household might notice that she's managed to make her way to Silver's room instead of her own, though if anyone drops by the reason should be pretty obvious. You don't go through weeks of emotional whiplash and a day out in the cold dressed improperly without coming out unscathed.]
It isn't until after an hour or so of working that her journal falls off her person and sprawls open in the dirt, making her frown upon hearing the familiar noise of it being activated. Taking to people probably wasn't a good idea right now, but she can try.]
… What are your favorite things about spring? Or… things you like the least about it I guess. Anything really.
[Later in the evening the residents of the large household might notice that she's managed to make her way to Silver's room instead of her own, though if anyone drops by the reason should be pretty obvious. You don't go through weeks of emotional whiplash and a day out in the cold dressed improperly without coming out unscathed.]
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I don't mind it, really! [Or-- not as much now.] But, uh... a bit... Her's a lot nicer about it though.
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... Are you sure?
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Mmhmm. It's a lot fonder now, I think. And it's not like they're not looking out for my best interests at heart.
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Hmm, that's true... So what does the 'fondness' usually involve for you? [Is it stuff like pushing people into mud? She knows someone who shows fondness that way.]
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Um... Making me cry and such...
[WORST BEST FRIENDS EVER.]
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... They make you cry? [LUCA THAT IS NOT COOL.]
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Just sometimes! It doesn't happen that often now, since... I'm usually kind of busy and they've got their own things... but yes... [NO IT'S COOL BRO IT'S COOL.]
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So do you have any flowers planted outside your house?
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Well, they just don't seem much like the flower sort, I guess. They'll just have to deal with it, though.
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Maybe you can try to convince them into trying? It's really relaxing I think, and then it's not as lonely.
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Well, Iria did come from a frontier village, with farms and things like that. Maybe she wouldn't mind. Ange would probably like it, too... but I can't see Spada working with flowers at all.
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Well it doesn't matter if he does work with them in the end, does it? As long as you and the others are enjoying yourselves doing it!
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That's true. I'll see about it, then. [...] Would you like to join us?
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I mean, it's been a long time since I've met up with anyone, y'know?
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