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juniper young | they | 21 | witch i get paid to water plants, square up.

[juniyoungg-blog]

which witch || juniper + dante

A witch. Flowers.

Sounds familiar. Almost eerily so. Juniper didn’t think they were looking into a mirror for this one, but hearing that there’s someone else in town that does just about the same thing they do comes as a shock. Bordering cliche, even. If they were a pettier individual, they’d storm into the establishment and request that this witch stop what they’re doing and just quit. However, Juni’s curiosity only comes in one setting: good-natured--smiles and all, so they decide to give this little flower shop a visit. To scope out the since-been competition. Of course.

Letting go of their lingering sense of entitlement and superiority (uncharacteristic. A bad itch. Perhaps they’re just butthurt?) proves to be somewhat difficult. They manage, somehow, by the time they reach their destination, swallowing back resentment at their own oversight as they open the door. The place wasn’t even that far off from where they usually frequent! So how...

Enough. The past is the past, and now is the present. Consider this an opportunity to learn something, Juniper.

“Excuse me,” oh, throat frog. They clear their pipes and try again. “I’m looking for something.”

@danteeom

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plant babies || juniper + jan

[janxwells-blog]

juniyoungg:

Bored.

Nursery Seeds is stagnant, had been after the morning rush, and Juniper would be lying if they said they weren’t feeling a little drowsy. The overhead was playing the jazz music you’d hear at outdoor shopping areas, again, tinny with the store’s outdated equipment. They slink behind the counter to turn it off. Ugh, enough of that.

It’s hard looking productive. Even as understaffed as they are, once the plants are watered for the day, there isn’t much else to do with them. Stare and hope they grow? Unlikely. Practice drink making? Useless if no one is there to drink them… They know better than to leave the house without any reading material like this.

The door jingling jolts Juni out of their questionable mental state, prompting them straight into customer service mode.

“Welcome to Nursery Seeds,” they chime, trying to keep the dregs of disinterest out of their voice. Enthusiasm is a best seller. “Let me know if you need anything.”

@janxwells

       A medium sized plant for his little apartment was all Jan needed. He’d taken to decorating the place as it was the essence of the word drab when he’d moved in aside from the red tiling and paint someone had used to spruce up the wall of the kitchen and connected bedroom. His near broken car had gotten him to the place someone had scribbled on the back of a yellow note. He’d asked at the local grocer about a gardening center and the man behind the counter had made a face and come up with “Nursery Seeds - best place in town - also a cafe” jotted down on the yellow lined slip. It was crumpled now in Jan’s hand as he stood in an open clearing.

       From what Jan could see, it definitely was the best place he’d seen in a while. The foliage and smells upon entering as well as the oppressive lingering heat of the greenhouse entrance he’d taken were wowing him. Bells chiming, an attendant had obviously chimed in among this as well, taking notice of him and chanting their usual customer service mantra he assumed. Jan barely glanced at them, trying to focus through all the green and the fact that there was a supposedly food and drink here amidst the modern look of everything… green. Realizing he was very lost, he refocused on the face not too far from him, rubbing the yellow piece of paper between his forefingers like it was a good luck charm. “Hey.” He smiled and waved, trying not to come off as the usual nervous wreck he was as he crept closer. “I was wondering if you sell plants, um…” Jan mentally slapped himself over his words. That was a no-brainer… and so he powered on. “I mean, do you sell study plants, something indoors that can survive with little light? … perhaps medium sized?”

[juniyoungg-blog]

Oh? Did this guy just ignore them?

Instead of letting it travel to their attitude, Juniper remembers some choice advice they learned: just don’t. Leave it alone. It’ll be fine. They let the stranger snoop around aimlessly for a little while longer, watching them with interest detached from the miffiness earlier.

He turns to them after another moment, looking somewhat more disoriented than Juni would expect from someone in a glorified flower shop, covering his nervous with... a slip of tongue? It’s almost cute, or something, the way it comes out. It piques their curiosity, like most everything else that isn’t a 7 hour shift devoid of genuine interaction.

“Plants? I think we sell those here. I might have to check in the back.” They flash a smile, all teeth, and then continue, elbows forward on the counter. “But indoor plants I would personally recommend would be ZZ and snake plants. Ferns are pretty good too if you’re into those. Most of those prefer low-ish light and damp soil, and they have a bit more variety.” Hmm... what else was there. “Oh. There are also ones that flower if you’re looking for something a bit more colorful. Just let me know.”

[juniyoungg-blog]

plant babies || juniper + jan

Bored.

Nursery Seeds is stagnant, had been after the morning rush, and Juniper would be lying if they said they weren’t feeling a little drowsy. The overhead is playing the jazz music you’d hear at outdoor shopping areas, again, tinny with the store’s outdated equipment. They slink behind the counter to turn it off. Ugh, enough of that.

It’s hard looking productive. Even as understaffed as they are, once the plants are watered for the day, there isn’t much else to do with them. Stare and hope they grow? Unlikely. Practice drink making? Useless if no one is there to drink them... They know better than to leave the house without any reading material like this.

The door jingling jolts Juni out of their questionable mental state, prompting them straight into customer service mode.

“Welcome to Nursery Seeds,” they chime, trying to keep the dregs of disinterest out of their voice. Enthusiasm is a best seller. “Let me know if you need anything.”

@janxwells

[weresholly]

Holly ran a towel over the bar. It was getting closer to her shift ending, and she hated leaving the bar in a mess for the next people to come in or whoever was taking her shift next. Though she was certain people often wonder why she picked Wolfsbane pub to work and not Trick Shots since her Alpha owned it, she still wouldn’t divulge deep into it. She just gave a small smile and tell them it’s easier for the pack for her to work here. Smiling and waving as a few people left, she turned to toss the rag in her hand into the bucket, turning back around jumping. “Oh, well, hi! Uh, what can I get for you?”

[juniyoungg-blog]

For once, Juni wasn’t feeling very nosy. It was peculiar, having a night off from all the humming thoughts, the desire to fill unanswered questions. Their mind was empty and they were itching to fill it. With alcohol. Of course. Maybe the burning curiosity would come back with liquor. Or simply snooping around the area...

They choose the first bar that catches their eye, the shiniest in the moment, and slip inside, sidling up to the counter. The bartender isn’t facing them, dealing with something else, so they wait, lips curling at the way she jumps in surprise.

“For me? A Cape Cod for now,” they drawl. Ah, there it is... The tell-tale signs of interest. Many questions spring up at once, from the most basic to ones one wouldn’t usually ask a stranger, but the only indicator Juni gives about thinking about anything is the upward quirk of their lips and their unwavering gaze.

[tomboybklyn]

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