It was Joan's last Monday for the foreseeable future opening the flower shop (and possibly the last time ever, if Miss Vida hired someone to replace her while she was backpacking around the multiverse). She felt kind of surreal about the whole thing.
At least her parents had somehow decided that all the wacky stuff that happened at graduation was some really amazing Hollywood special effects and they hadn't figured out that it was just Fandom being Fandom.
So she was amusing herself today by reading all of the
new greeting cards in the store. It was easier than thinking about the huge life changing things she was dealing with.
Covent Garden Flowers
Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available
upon request.