camille sat in the garden, looking over the roses. boredom hung over her like a storm cloud. she had finished all of the books she'd been reading, and now there was nothing to do. she didn't want to practice the piano. she definitely didn't want to see her father.

she glanced over at the fountain, sighing as she watched the water spray from the top. even the garden wasn't helping her mood. this entire day was just... dismal.