& fxllensnow.
“Miss Snow, is it okay if I come in? I know the office if usually busy right now, but I wanted to talk to you about... my... Aunty’s tree.”
Rachel was noticeably nervous paying the office a visit -- it wasn’t exactly a place any illegal ... well, rogue glamour dealer would want to be, even if her involvement with Greenleaf wasn’t actually known. Just being near people who could get her in trouble made her skin crawl, but necessity was necessity.
She just wished Snow was less scary than Dorothy. How ironic.
“I tried coming in earlier, but some creepy old guy said kids aren’t allowed to play in the business office. Gross.”















