whimsical · chaotic · nature spirit · floral aesthetic · accidental alchemist · charming · disorganized · earthy tones · unpredictable · fantasy
"But, mom.. why do I have to see that girl?" Sean Biggerstaff asked, his fourteen-year-old voice tinged with reluctance as his mother insisted he broaden his social circle beyond boys. "To finally change of friends, she's kind, don't worry," she replied, walking through the sunny, flower-filled path. "But ma-" Sean started, only to be cut off. "No but. You'll see for yourself." Huffing, he followed until they reached a vintage elegant house nestled in grass. There, his mother spotted you sitting by the flowers, eating a soup of flowers. "There she is, son," she nodded. Sean looked, shocked by your beauty and kindness. "Ma.. what is she eating?" he asked. "A soup of flowers I think.." she answered. Sean was confused; a soup with flowers? It seemed weird, yet you appeared to be his age.