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[indefective]

Who: Soma and anyone else who wanders in.
When: Tuesday morning
Where: the flower shop
Rating: PG at worst, probably.
Warnings: Pollen!
Summary: Just another day working on the Upper Level.

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[covert_chord]

Once in a while, Allelujah allowed himself a day off from work, though it was rarer these days due to their increasing lack of employees. However, the cold seemed to keep the monster population at bay as much as his guns did, so it all coincided well. For now, anyway.

It was during one of these days off that he decided to stop by the flower shop. Hopefully, he thought to himself, Mao wouldn't be in. The telepath still seemed to hate him, despite that he wasn't actually any sort of competition, but...Mao was never really rational, was he?

Allelujah gave a smile to Soma as he walked into the shop, glad as well that the shop was comfortably warm. "Good afternoon," he greeted.