Ever since Sisse’s run in - quite literally - with Calla in the greenhouses she had begun to make her way down to their domain when she needed a bit of time to think. She’d sit by the plants and read her textbook or just enjoy a peaceful moment. When spring had finally spread to the school Sisse had found herself outside more and more and had quite forgotten about the greenhouses unless it pertained to their Herbology lessons. Today, however, Calla had told her that her that the flowers she had been tending were now in full bloom and Sisse was curious and so she’d made her way down to the greenhouse.

In her art class they were working with watercolors and Sisse had rather hoped to sketch the flowers and paint them for one of her final projects. So she’d settled on the ground, her back braced against a table of plants, and began to sketch Calla’s rather impressive patch of flowers, losing herself in the project.