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djdonahue:

He needed to make some arrangements for regular flower deliveries for flower deliveries to the house, like his mother he always thought they brightened up a house and made it feel more alive. “Funerals? No, I’m sorry. I actually just need to set up a regular delivery to my house, Once the furniture is moved in I’ll need a few arrangements, I think that’s what they’re called to brighten up the place.”

“My apologies, there was an unfortunate event that’s required those arrangements recently,” she said gingerly, not wanting to dwell on the topic. “A housewarming, however is a much more pleasant event, I assure you. Do you have any specific arrangements in mind? Or a type of flower you’d like used?”

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sophiagreyson:

Sophia was in need of an escape right now and she’d headed to the office for a bit and was on her way home when she passed the flower shop. Unable to help herself she wondered in hoping to pick up some fresh flowers for the house. Something, anything to take her mind of the fact that Max was missing and she had no way of finding him. Hearing the young woman’s voice, she forced a smile. “Of course, I’m in need of some fresh flowers. Something pretty to brighten the room. I’m thinking maybe some fall colors.” Sophia asked.

“Fall colors? I may have something for you, actually. What would you think about something like this?” Marina pulled out an arrangement she’d been working on this morning from the backroom. “It’s actually for the window, but I can create a similar one if you like it.”

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ezragillies:

Ezra bit his lip. “I don’t need any funeral arrangements,” he said, shaking his head. He felt a little guilty being in here now. Surely she had more important business to attend to than his. “I was just hoping for, um, a bouquet? Someone I know is in the hospital and I want to visit her.”

Marina nodded, “Well that’s good, isn’t it? Far too many people do nowadays,” she said softly. “A Get Well Soon bouquet is much more optimistic. Do you have any preference for the flowers? Does she like any particular flowers or colors?”

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imogenmastrano:

When it came to potion ingredients and generally anything plants, Imogen tended to pick apothecaries over plant shops. They were typically targeted more towards witches than the plant shops were. However, she’d come to Enchanted Gardens enough times to recognize the woman before her as one of the employees of the shop. And, while her suggestion of getting a whole new plant, presumably free of charge, was appealing, Imogen didn’t want to spend more time than necessary here. “I just need the new pot. Then I’ll be on my way.”

“Of course, let me just--” Marina popped into the store to grab a new pot of the same size and color, the small plant trailing behind her until she released it into the new pot. She quickly let Moss know why and told him to charge her for it before she ran back out. “Here you go. I really am sorry about that.”

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brantgreyson:

The Alpha had never been good at thanking anyone, but he knew he should thank the girl who helped him find the perfect thing for the love of his life. “I just—- Thanks.” He gave a brief nod, his eyes not meeting her own dark ones. “You know, for givin’ me insight on the flowers.”

Marina’s smile softened, “Of course, anytime.” She would have given him the standard, ‘it’s just my job’ speech, but he seemed genuinely thankful and she didn’t want to downplay that. “So did she like them, then?” 

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trashjulie:

Juliana’s smile freezes for just a moment. “Uh, it’s a little late for me to get a funeral arrangement but! I would absolutely love a bunch of, I dunno, twelve sunflowers let’s say, to brighten up my place. I’m going for the pale pink and silver thing for my apartment and I think some bold yellow would make a nice counter point.” She grins at her, coming up to the counter. “I’m also going around meeting everyone, I just moved here. I’m Juliana!”

Her smile comes back as she eases into conversation.

“You know, sunflowers are pretty popular lately,” Marina said conversationally. “Looks like you have you have good taste Juliana. I’m Marina,” she pointed to the tag on her chest but it felt more polite to introduce herself verbally anyway. 

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adelaidebeauchamp:

Adelaide ran a hand along the leaves of the hibiscus flower she was contemplating buying and furrowed her eyebrows. Turning at the voice, she unknitted her eyebrows and smiled. “I’m trying to put the finishing touches on my greenhouse, and I need a few more plants to make it feel complete.”

“Of course, never can have too many plants in a greenhouse, right? Is there anything you’re looking for in particular I can help you find?”

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remyisims:

“Well I know she loves daisies,” Remy replied, trying to recall what her mother kept around the house the most. “Sunflowers Dunno if that works.”

“Daisies and sunflowers are actually a wonderful combination. It can be a bit too much yellow, but add in a few white flowers, especially the daisies, and it’s not too overpowering. And I’m sure more than anything, your mother will appreciate the gesture. ”

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marian-archer:

“Yes. White lilies please.” They were the flowers most associated with funerals and heaven. The perfect flower to send to someone’s funeral. She had worked in a flower shop once but that was a long time ago. At the meaning of flowers never changed. “The carnations separately please. Those are for someone else.”

“We can definitely do that for you.” She’d have to talk to Moss about getting some more lilies and fast. The recent death had almost depleted their stock. After all, one could never be prepared for death to come knocking. “And the carnations? White as well?”

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cassandracresswell:

There wasn’t anything she could say to Imogen or Kitty that would make their loss any easier, she knew that. Flowers – something to brighten up their home when cooking was entirely out of the question – was the next best thing she could offer. While looking over the flowers she’d decided to get an arrangement for Cat and Issy as well, wanting to give them something to help each through the events of the night. Giving a small, sad, smile to Marina she looked up from the flowers she’d been browsing. “Yes, I’m looking for two different arrangements. Three actually. One that says get well soon, one to cheer someone up, and another for condolences.” 

Marina nodded with a grim smile. “We can definitely do that for you. Given the um-- recent events, I have a few arrangements already made if you’d like to take a look at those. As far as the others, do you have any flowers in particular you’d like used?” 

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ronniegreer:

She knew shops stayed open all the time and while she wasn’t a genius about plants, she did know that Moss prided himself on his year-round blooms, something that was particularly special because of his magic. So a store without his powers really wouldn’t have been the same. But she focused on the talk of a new hire. Someone new? She loved new people. “Well there are two ways we could go about finding out how cool this ‘Thomas’ is. We could annoy him and see how he reacts… or we could play it boring and just ask.” Ronnie preferred the former, always. If someone could handle annoying, they could handle snark, and if they could handle the snark… she wanted them around. Always testing people. Something else her parents taught her.

Marina let out a surprised laugh, “Annoy him? I’m pretty sure that’s the last way I want to introduce myself to a new co-worker,” but she couldn’t help but grin at Ronnie’s mischievousness. Sure she could be a bit of a handful, but she was never malicious. Perhaps it was more of a curiosity, a way to see how people worked. “Is that what you did with me? I can’t remember if you were trying to annoy me when we first met.”

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kvidan:

How she’d managed to get out of the house today was beyond her. Her boss had given her the rest of the week off though, and she couldn’t stay cooped up in the house forever, despite the apparent hangover. She hadn’t a clue about the funeral, if there would even be one, she wasn’t close with their family… but she wanted to send some to the house none the less. “More funeral talk, sorry,” Kaiden mumbles, eyes scanning the worktop rather than the woman. “A friend passed and I’d like to send some flowers to the family. Not too funerally, though. Will cross that bridge when it comes to it. Both tulips and peonies are out of season so there goes my two cents..”

“Don’t be, but I am sorry for your loss,” Marina said sincerely and gave her a warm smile, despite the blonde not looking her way. “We can definitely stay away from the more traditional funeral arrangements, but well there’s not much that’s out of season here. The owner has... a way with flowers,” she said with a grin. “So if there is something you want that’s normally out of season, I’m sure we can make it work.”

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vampofthepast:

“Moss?”  Elinor asked looking completely dumbfounded before snorting a laugh.  “That’s not a name.  It’s a misfortune,” she said feeling bad for the kid whose parents decided it’d be funny to name him after a soggy plant.

Marina grimaced. “Moss is a perfectly respectable name,” she said defensively. “What’s yours, anyway?” She asked, much less eloquently than she normally would have. 

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14. Fingertips

“You alright?” Marina called out when she heard a curse from the shop’s main room. She peered in from the back room to see Nikolai’s fingers curled into a fist and a frown directed at a small rose bouquet. “Ah, the roses got to you, didn’t they? You know what they say,” she said in a sing-song tone as she walked further into the room. “All roses have thorns. Unless you’d like them thorn-less, then we’ll cut those off for you for a very small fee.” She laughed and raised his fingertips to her mouth to place a soft kiss there. “Did that make is better?”

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6. Cheek

Maybe it was Hollow Grove, or maybe the people she’d started to surround herself with, but for whatever reason she started finding herself drunk a lot more often than she used to. It might have had something to do with the fact that she usually couldn’t handle more than a few drinks before she was loose and light. But at the moment she had no drinks and Ronnie wasn’t nearby. So instead she ordered another drink herself, pointing to whatever thing with an umbrella she’d just had and waited patiently for another. When the bartender handed her the cup she took a sip and found it sweet and perfect. She might have let out a gasp at how good he managed to make it taste because she usually grimaced at the taste of alcohol unless it was masked by other things. Before he could leave she leaned over the counter and quickly grabbed his face in her hands. “Thank you so much,” she said earnestly before giving the man a loud smack on the cheek. “You are a good person who makes good drinks and I love you.” Then she gave him a short nod, grabbed her drink and went to find Ronnie. She really had to try this drink. 

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33. Over a blindfold

“Okay, so the second you say ‘buffalo’ I’ll stop, alright?” They’d been through the talk before they actually started, but Marina wanted to be sure that Ronnie felt safe with her. Straddled on her waist, Marina gave Ronnie one last smile before covering the werewolf’s eyes with the silk blindfold, her fingers sweeping over Ronnie’s cheekbones. Feeling a bit overwhelmed by a sudden onslaught of emotions, the sheer trust Ronnie had in her made the moment something tender and soft, something to be remembered. She carefully leaned forward and placed a soft kiss over the blindfold, silently thanking her for this. It was almost as sweet as the kiss that captured Ronnie’s lips next. 

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