01-04-2016, 10:25 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated Ministry RPG Name:
Olly Emmons-Clarke Environmental Protection Ministry RPG Name:
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Originally Posted by Cedric The "Greenhouse Hangout" was Schuyler's favorite place at work, and whenever she seemed to have any sort of break, it was there that one could find her. But it was simply an appropriate setting for so many occasions: a mere stroll through the greenhouse, a meet-up point with someone or small groups of people, certainly the prettiest place to take lunch, and of course, the lone place in the ministry where one could tend to his or her personal garden.
Schuyler was fortunate enough to have a small garden area by the patio at her and Nigel's apartment, but naturally she'd filled that entire area with flowers and pretty plants. But as for her specialty plants and vegetable garden, that was for this lovely greenhouse here.
She wore a canvas apron and swung a pineapple in her hand as she walked along the pathway to her vegetable garden. Because first things first! And by first things, she meant checking on those veggies and hopefully having some to pick. Olly had just decided to take a break from work for a few minutes and – instead of maybe going some place that wasn't their department – had chosen to come to a different greenhouse than the one she was currently working in. There was literally no place she'd rather be than here. Nibbling on an apple she'd brought from home, she calmly wandered past a few rosebushes, on her way back to the little gardens. Occasionally she came in here to see how those plants were doing. Some of their owners were a little...too busy to take care of them properly it seemed.
Rubbing her forehead with the back of her hand, Olly managed to get some of the dirt that was still on her onto her forehead. Without realizing it. Not that she would've care really. That came with the job really. Almost by the vegetable gardens herself, she spotted someone who was A LOT more interesting than dehydrated plants (sorry, we love you too, plants). Schuyler. "You look good in an apron." Olly commented with a small grin, approaching her from behind. She did, too.
Well, Schuyler looked in anything really. |
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