She lets him take the lead, and glances over her shoulder before following him down. There's a card she can play better outside.
The staircase is worn, wooden, and leads down into what looks like an old flower shop, lit by a dusty electric light in the ceiling, and a flickering streetlight through a shop window that doesn't have an associated door. Broken shelves of potted and cut plants line the walls, are littered in soil and water. And the cause of this destruction fills the center of the room. A large plant with a central bulbous leaf arrangement that stands taller that Voodoo, roots breaking out among shards of terracotta, looping and reaching into the shop floor.
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She lets him take the lead, and glances over her shoulder before following him down. There's a card she can play better outside.
The staircase is worn, wooden, and leads down into what looks like an old flower shop, lit by a dusty electric light in the ceiling, and a flickering streetlight through a shop window that doesn't have an associated door. Broken shelves of potted and cut plants line the walls, are littered in soil and water. And the cause of this destruction fills the center of the room. A large plant with a central bulbous leaf arrangement that stands taller that Voodoo, roots breaking out among shards of terracotta, looping and reaching into the shop floor.