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sweetpinkpixie · 10-13-2022, 12:10 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

David felt weird being away from water, walking, talking, breathing like nromally. He'd nearly had a panic attack in the shower the other day, as what he'd been through suddenly struck him. He needed to deal with it all and sit and have a think, but first... he needed to thank someone.

So he stood near the fountain, an ironic choice for a meeting location, and waited, one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, the other slowly twirling the stem of a white rose.

It would be best not to presume her usual lack of outward expression meant that she did not feel a certain delight in today's meeting. She did, and for more reasons than she could finally detract one item from her weekly to-do list, but preferred to maintain her usual stoic melancholy exterior. She too had something in hand and had used some of her tip money from Noltie's to slip into the till before ending her shift and grabbing a bag of the freshest fertilizer to offer David as a 'welcome back' gift. She had even placed a bronze color ribbon upon it - quite thoughtful of her.

Her only thoughts regarding the location were that, perhaps, there was a certain separation anxiety he now had with water and preferred to be near it. There had been, after all, some rather curious occurrences at the Ministry over the course of this whole ordeal.

Approaching him with casual stride, she stopped just a few paces from him and took note of the white rose before lifting her gaze to look upon his delicately sunken features properly. "Hello, David." There was even a hint of a smile as she spoke and cradled the bag of the Noltie's finest fertilizer in her arms. "I am much relieved to see you well and back above land."

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