Farrow
Farrow stood, looking up at the exterior of the Lunarium Apothecary and Clinic, a building she had become intimately acquainted with when she had helped a group of relative strangers expand the apothecary into a fully functioning clinic. It had been an...enlightening experience, and a warm memory.
Farrow chewed her lip as she slipped through the door and took a few tentative steps into the empty front room. It was familiar, set up nearly exactly the same as it had been when she had left, though perhaps a bit more cluttered. Lived in, an obviously successful business.
The thought made Farrow smile, and it widened as she spotted one of her aquaponic arrangements sitting healthy on one of the nearby tables.
All was quiet, and as Farrow stepped up to the apothecary counter, she leaned over and looked left and right, seeing no sign of Ray. Farrow cleared her throat and called, "Ray? Are you...here?"
Farrow chewed her lip as she slipped through the door and took a few tentative steps into the empty front room. It was familiar, set up nearly exactly the same as it had been when she had left, though perhaps a bit more cluttered. Lived in, an obviously successful business.
The thought made Farrow smile, and it widened as she spotted one of her aquaponic arrangements sitting healthy on one of the nearby tables.
All was quiet, and as Farrow stepped up to the apothecary counter, she leaned over and looked left and right, seeing no sign of Ray. Farrow cleared her throat and called, "Ray? Are you...here?"
When in doubt, use nettles
