Evie crawled out of her bed and traipsed over to the bathroom, lazily. Squeek Hissssssssssssss
Evie emerged from the foggy bathroom; toweling her long hair. She sat on the bed for a while before getting ready, squeezing into her jeans and slipping on a woolly jumper. Quickly, she popped downstairs to find some of her work, account books and such, to do while eating her breakfast of, as was often the case, muesli, the more she could get done now; the more of the weekend she would have to herself.
As she pulled the books from under the counter, something caught her eye. What the...?. Leaning down, Evie inspected the odd blue flower protruding from the flower bed. Evie was rather confused. Weird...looks like a tulip. She prodded the bud, which was closed in a bud, with her pen. The bud suddenly burst open, spraying a cloud of pink pollen into Evie's face. Coughing and spluttering, Evie stumbled backwards; catching herself quickly though.
A quick drink of water from the sink downstairs solved the coughing. Well - cough - that was eventful. As she went upstairs she was wracked by a sneeze. Blowing her nose she proceeded up to the flat.
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