Another day in the flower shop had begun with little to no customers. Aerith pouted, her chin in her hands and her elbows on the counter. She'd been open for a few weeks now, and the opening day sale had gone wonderfully. But now there was no one in sight! It was spring, a time when people usually purchased bouquets, and plenty of her favorite flowers were in season. But perhaps city folk had no use for nature's bounty.
Aerith sighed. It did get rather lonely in the shop, and the few customers she'd made friends with didn't seem too interested in her life outside of her business endeavors. She'd done better when she sold flowers out of a basket on street corners.
Ah, well. She'd wait for someone to come by. They had to eventually; the shop smelled heavenly amidst the nastier scents of industrialization -besides, she'd placed cookies and lemonade just inside the shop to attract passersby! The perfect lure for a perfect victim. ♥
