This little life was actually kind of nice. Restorative. She had her estate and its sprawling gardens. She had anything she wanted- because she took it. And from time o time there were the strangest industrial accidents. That put a smile on her face.
Every other day Ivy went to Klaus's little church. He was losing interest, she could tell, but the church fed the needy and Ivy had opinions about nutrition. The least she could do was coax the church garden to grow.
She didn't think anyone was here as she worked. Dressed in a pair of denim overalls and a plaid flannel shirt, she looked every bit the part of a farmer. She was encouraging the tomatoes to ripen when she heard a noise and whipped her head around, a dozen thick vines springing from her hair to protect her.
What she had to be nervous about in London of all places was was a mystery, but a girl didn't just let her guard down.
When she saw it was Aaron, the vines slowly, slowly retreated.
"Oh. Hey."
Every other day Ivy went to Klaus's little church. He was losing interest, she could tell, but the church fed the needy and Ivy had opinions about nutrition. The least she could do was coax the church garden to grow.
She didn't think anyone was here as she worked. Dressed in a pair of denim overalls and a plaid flannel shirt, she looked every bit the part of a farmer. She was encouraging the tomatoes to ripen when she heard a noise and whipped her head around, a dozen thick vines springing from her hair to protect her.
What she had to be nervous about in London of all places was was a mystery, but a girl didn't just let her guard down.
When she saw it was Aaron, the vines slowly, slowly retreated.
"Oh. Hey."
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Date: 2020-12-19 09:54 am (UTC)Aaron nodded. "It was good finally meeting you."
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Date: 2020-12-19 10:59 am (UTC)Her smile was downright bashful.
"Uh, you too. Thanks. Um...bye," she said, abruptly walking out before she made an idiot of herself.