[ petal flow’s door remains closed, but the sign hanging on it does say open, only closed to keep the fresh air in. her ac isn’t the newest one out there, but hell (or heaven??) it works what it needs to to keep the corner office cool from the tremendous heat outside.
she looks up from a desk that she’s been making appointments on after the knock, and she sees a boy— jolting up to run for the door and open it, there is. fire coming from the boy?
there is a ring of fire trailing right after this boy.
ahmi doesn’t scream. she stares with wide eyes, of course, but. soon enough, she brings both her hands close to her mouth in a clasp where her fingers touch together to form an arch. this is a divine thing at work here, isn’t it.
“oh, my god”, is what she says in her head, but a closer look at the boy is what makes her answer. what tired eyes. ]
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she looks up from a desk that she’s been making appointments on after the knock, and she sees a boy— jolting up to run for the door and open it, there is. fire coming from the boy?
there is a ring of fire trailing right after this boy.
ahmi doesn’t scream. she stares with wide eyes, of course, but. soon enough, she brings both her hands close to her mouth in a clasp where her fingers touch together to form an arch. this is a divine thing at work here, isn’t it.
“oh, my god”, is what she says in her head, but a closer look at the boy is what makes her answer. what tired eyes. ]
Is— There something I can help you with?