"Just rest..."

She- Flora herself, the drunkie- was sitting alone near a edge. Watching the stars as they shone in their glory.

The petals on her head lowered quietly. It was...

...Different.

Different from all the times she had been seen; calm stoner. But now?..

She just looked peaceful for once.

No smoking- well, maybe one cigarette, but nothing more.

The moonlight shone onto her face; illuminating her eyes.

But...

She seemed lost in thought.

Like she was thinking of something. Not in a bad way. Just... daydreaming.

(OOC: are you guys proud of me I drew the pic because uhhh idk I like flora she's my silly little chud baby okay)