Who: Leeloo & OPEN What: Jackets, and Booties, and Plants--oh my! When: Sunday morning Where: In (or near) her room Warnings: tbd
Leeloo had been spending a lot of time helping to sort the coats and boots in the baggage car, arranging them by size, and squeeing over matches. She could be rather excitable, and there were so many boots that finding a match was like finding a particular stalk of grass in a haystack. She'd planned on heading to the proverbial haystack again this morning, when she was distracted by a plant that had decided to place itself right in front of her door.
She'd picked it up and brought it inside, out of the walkway, and was studying its blossoms--wondering whether it was one of the tricksy pollen plants, or if someone had left it for her on purpose--when she started to giggle. The next thing she knew, she was sitting on the floor, with her door wide open, laughing so hard that she had tears trying to squeeze their way out the corners of her eyes. It was definitely a tricksy plant. She imagined that the flower was a little face, and it was winking at her.