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Justin Finch-Fletchley (basilisk_srvivr) wrote in pandorarpg,

Justin had thankfully slept soundly the night before, without nightmares or visions, and without being kept awake by thoughts of dead friends or arguments with his best mate. For the first time in days, he was starting to feel normal - normal for him, that was.

He needed some more grape plants for some of his wine experimentation, and the best magical varieties he'd found at Nature's Garden - where there were quite a few fit employees that were always up for a flirt. He hadn't really flirted in days - he may have tried a little the other day with Anthony, but that was exceptionally tame for him. Grief tended to do that to him (he'd barely shagged the entire year after his father's death).

As expected, a pretty witch greeted him when he entered, and she gladly showed him to a long table where there were a few varieties of grapes to choose from. She then excused herself to attend to another customer, and he bent over the table to better inspect the plants.

He reached out to feel the texture of a leaf, shifting his weight from one leg to the other.