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[girlin_bloom]

Wendla can be found sitting in her front yard, making a very nice chain of various flowers she had picked. It was far too big to turn into a crown so she simply kept on forming the chain, now wondering how long she could make it.

Of course, poking is very acceptable.

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[toedtheline]

Moritz just happened to be, ahem, walking off another dream.

He noticed Wendla sitting on her porch, so he greeted her. "Wendla, hello!" Please note that he was smiling for once.

[girlin_bloom]

Well noted!

"Hello, Moritz!" She beamed up at him, moving her basket to the side. "Please sit! How are you?"

[toedtheline]

He sat. "Wow, what is all of this?" and gestured at the flowers.

"I'm well, thank you. Better than I have been in a very long time, in fact. How're you?"

[girlin_bloom]

"That's wonderful to hear," Wendla breathed happily.

"Oh! I've just been here making a flower chain. It was meant to be a crown, but I suppose I got lost in my thoughts and kept making it!" She giggled. "I'll hang it in the house."

[evryotherday]

Ilse is in dire need of some girl talk. She strolls into Wendla's yard with a purpose and flops next to her with a sigh.

A very significant sigh.

[girlin_bloom]

"Oh, dear," sighed Wendla, pausing her flower chain making, looking over at her with a furrowed brow.

"What is the matter, Ilse?"

[evryotherday]

"Nothing and everything...I kissed him."

[girlin_bloom]

"Ilse!"

[sucha_radical]

Melchior had been reading, of course, but eventually had gotten to wondering where Wendla had run off to. He'd checked most every room in the house before thinking to look outside and a wide smile appeared across his as he poked his head out the door and spotted her.

"What are you making?" he asked, flopping next to her.

[girlin_bloom]

"A flower chain!" she exclaims proudly, holding it up to him. "It was meant to be a crown, though. Would you mind if I put it in the house?

[sucha_radical]

"No, not at all," Melchior laughed, shaking his head. "Why would I mind?"

[girlin_bloom]

"Moritz, I think, thinks you'd think it as too girly," Wendla explained, still making the chain with much determination.

[ohmaiden]

Iphigenia walked up to Wendla slowly, almost wishing she hadn't seen her. She sat down beside her without a word, hands in her lap. She was...a little miffed.

[girlin_bloom]

"... Hello, Iphigenia," she greeted tentatively.

[ohmaiden]

:| :| :|

"Hello, Wendla," she replied curtly. "I haven't seen you around lately." More silence.

[girlin_bloom]

"No, indeed. Are you cross with me?" Wendla wanted to know.