here we go {c}

here i am
a rabbit-hearted girl
frozen in headlights
it seems i've made
the final sacrifice

It was another lazy day for Maribelle, which meant another day of retail therapy. Well, at least it wouldn't have been if she had much extra cash to spare, but a couple unfortunate (and unfortunately pricey) events had pretty much drained her wallet for the next month or two, leaving just enough to pay most of her bills -- though she still would have to make a phone call to her parents to ask for some extra money for the rest.

Even so, window shopping could be nice. She liked to think of it as preemptively planning what to buy next whenever she had the proper funds for it. Her job as  waitress was pretty decent, but she had gotten very little work as a model, and she couldn't help but find that disheartening. Sure, the young woman knew that it would take some time to find some work, but she had pretty much gotten no offers at this point.

Maribelle stared dejectedly at her feet, kicking a lone rock along the sidewalk as she walked. The past week hadn't been very good to her, and looking at all the wonderful things she couldn't buy wasn't exactly helping. She thought if she could just get out of the house for a little bit, it'd lighten her spirits a little. Alas, it did nothing to alleviate her mood.

Finally glancing up, her blue eyes settled on a lovely little flower shop, and she paused for a minute. Flowers were nice and cheerful, right? Maybe she just needed to look at some pretty flowers for a little while to make herself feel better.

Smiling a little at that thought, Maribelle walked inside, glancing around at the array of flowers that were on display. There were so many brightly colored ones, and a variety of scents wafted through the air. She was feeling better already. Maribelle walked over to a bouquet that was composed of mostly light blue flowers, bending down to smell them a little.

@petunia