Who: Megan Jones and Eloise Midgen! What: Megan is working! When: Friday Nov. 12th! Where: The Greenhouse Megan works at just outside of London!
In all honesty, Megan didn't mind closing up the shop on Fridays. Actually, in some weird way she enjoyed it. Usually by the time four-thirty rolled around very few people came into the shop anyway. So, everyone else would go home and the last little while was all hers. All of the harvesting and planting were done for the day and she'd just have to check a few last things, and lock up the place when the clock hit six. Today was a little different though. Every once in a while she got to change the displaces around in the front of the greenhouse where the costumers paid and picked up items. There were shelves everywhere of dried plants, starer planters, and even the odd decoration for the home garden. Sometimes she'd put up a seasonal theme, or holiday or something to that effect. And she did enjoy it. It let her be a little more creative around the greenhouse and, honestly, gave her something to do on Friday afternoons.
As she worked Megan couldn't help but do a lot of thinking lately. It seemed that everything had calmed down so-to-speak. The panic of getting her and her roommate's flat getting broken into had died down, even more so helped by the return of Kaie's dog. And the general panic that had spread a few weeks back had seemed to have subsided greatly. She was off in her own little world thinking about possibly writing a few letters when she got home when the sound of the bell tinkering over the door caused her to simultaneously snap out of it and hit her left foot up against the loose floor board causing the two potted plants she was carrying to shoot straight out of her arms and go crashing into the floor. Crap!
"Sorry about that!" she said forcing an awkward smile on her face before looking to see who it was. She got out her wand and repaired them, hoping that it wasn't too late for the poor little plants.