#OH AND THEY ARE USED BY FAIRIES AS CUPS TO DRINK FROM AHAAHAHAHA

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xunxjustxjusticex said: B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite? (Sae, Natsuki, Ann)

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Aquamarine eyes finally pulled themselves away from the screen of her phone. She could be so SELF-CONSUMED sometimes. It wasn’t as if she was TRYING to be rude. Rather, Ann proved herself time and again to be QUITE THE AIRHEAD. Just lost in her own little world. ENTIRELY IGNORANT to the perceptions and intentions of the people around her. So long as Makoto, Shiho, The Thieves, Sojiro, her parents, Mika, Eiko, and, yes, Natsuki & Sae, were HAPPY TO BE ALIVE, nothing short of a TRAGEDY could burst Ann’s personal little bubble. Meaning, unless some sick psychotic freak posed a threat to someone, you had better JOIN ANN IN HER BUBBLE, or get used to the simple fact she was in her own little day dream. Hell, it hadn’t been until Shiho INSULTED her art that she’d noticed the other girl. And herself and Makoto had largely lived separate lives in separate yeargroups before Ann grew weary of the THREAT Makoto posed to the PHANTOM THIEVES. (Same held true for Akira and his attempts to take down Kamoshida.) But that question? That question counted. Caught her attention. Though, she couldn’t fathom WHY the other cared. “I do,” she began to explain. “Not like it makes me GEEK OUT or anything. I’m not as into them as Haru is. But...” Pause as she shifted forward, pulling in her chair and turning fully toward the other. “You ever heard of Lily of the Valley?” Beat of silence to let them answer. “It’s the National Flower of FINLAND. They’re beautiful but poisonous. Kind of like myself and all my favorite movie characters.” Flash of a NATURALLY EGOTISTICAL smirk. “But that’s not even why I like it. It’s even SIMPLER than that.” The Lily of the Valley had several names and a dozen origins and meanings Ann didn’t know the FIRST THING about. The important thing to her was a sentiment all her own. “I used to live there. Finland.” Voice spoke of NOSTALGIA & MELANCHOLY. “My mom and dad have always travelled a lot. And always took me with them. I don’t remember anything about half the places we’ve been. But I remember Finland. Miss it sometimes, y’know?” Smirk had just become one of HAPPINESS over PRIDE. “That’s why I always keep a little bottle of Lily of the Valley perfume tucked away in my nightstand. In case I ever get a little NOSTALGIC. It’s sweet scent always takes me back.”