{Open} Petunia
That time of the year was here again, everyone was graduating, and Rosie got talked into helping to make floral arrangements thanks to her mother’s business.
Rosie let out a long sigh as she snipped another stem with her florist clippers and wrapped the three flowers in florist tape
“Do you have anymore ribbon?” Rosie asked not looking up from her work she was missing the white ribbon to wrap them in. She was already frustrated with this project, do you know how hard it is to find a flower that symbolizes congratulations that won’t harm a fey, vampire, siren, or whatever and goes with the school colors?! much harder than you’d think. Eventually she’d managed to just convince the school to let her do Calla lilies, purple and white carnations wrapped in ribbons of the school colors. Just for simplicity sake, lilies never hurt any magical creatures to her knowledge. Throw some babies breath in there for some filler and the little bouquets looked….decent.
“My mother would be so mad that this is the best I can do with a stupid bouquet” she muttered to herself as she pinned some more flowers in place and began wrapping them.
Sage needed something dramatic to give her mother for Wyvernhoard, and she was running out of time. She wandered around town, hoping some shop would spark her interest. She needed to one-up Basil with her gift. And maybe their father needed something, but she could passive-aggressively give him something lame. She wasn’t good with subtle, though, and she didn’t want him mad at her, just to feel slighted.
Sage noticed a flower shop and paused for a moment. Flowers were a bland classic, but maybe a shop on their magical island would have some extra flair. It was worth a shot, so she headed inside. A student was putting together some small purple bouquets behind the counter. When the worker asked for ribbon, she replied, “No I don’t. I’m a customer.” She still looked around for some ribbon and saw some laying on the other end of the counter. Since the florist had their hands full, Sage brought it over. “This?”
The dragon picked up the muttered comment and frankly agreed that it was pitiful. Where was the flair? Wyvernhoard required more…just more. Sage chose to not acknowledge the comment, however, as she wasn’t here to reinforce someone’s parental judgement.
Rosie took the ribbon with a thanks, only momentarily thrown that it wasn’t the owner coming back for a brief moment, Rosie was doing a favor for a friend of her mothers by helping out with the floral arrangements. The school had set a strict budget with the flowers they wanted to give their graduates and....well Rosie still thought this was pathetic and knew she could do better if she were given the chance. Rosie snipped off a length of the ribbon and then she set it aside and offered a customer service smile.
“Sorry about that, what can I help you with?” Rosie asked her leaning against the counter a bit
“If you’re interested the tulips and sunflowers are on special right now, I think the sunflowers look great with some irises and babies breath.” Rosie offered her she wasn’t much for sales, she didn’t work much other than helping out at her mother’s shop occasionally otherwise she was very much the trust fund child


















