Daff hummed a long to a pretend song, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she worked. She clipped off stems and a few sad leaves. "Oh, that's lovely though. I could never, I don't think I have the patience. Do you enjoy it?" She tossed her hair over her shoulder as she looked at Chastity. It never stayed in whatever style she put it in, so it wound up in a plait most days.

The flower shop had always been what Daff would do with her life. After graduating she'd gotten deeper into the business side of it, learning the books and the management and the finances, but then she'd gone and opened her own shop and now she couldn't imagine doing anything else. Daff was going to have to learn to balance her life a little better, hopefully, later when things changed, but hopefully she would figure it out.