𝒯𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇, 𝓛𝓸𝓾𝓲𝓼

𝓢𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓝𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓷

The sun rising and showing its excellent shading, the birds singing by Y/N's window. She turns to her side and softly snores, that cold morning. 

"Y/N!!!" She shocks up and awakens to see her companion hopping on her bed. She sighs and smacks her pal on the back of the head. Her friend jumps off her bed, rubbing the back of her head.

"What was that for?!" She pouted. "You slept in all day today, Y/N. Do you still want to come with me to deliver the flowers?"

Y/N's eyes widen in shock, remembering what she promised last night. 

"I'm so sorry!" She sprinted to the bathroom and quickly got ready.  Leaving her friend dumbfounded.

Y/N got in the shower, screaming in light of the fact that the water was cold. She immediately got ready and escaped the washroom and surged towards her room.  Beth is on her bed, waiting for her. Beth steps out of the room to get ready. Y/N quickly closed the door.

"Y/N we will be late!" She yells from the other side of the door. 'I know!' Y/N replied. She puts on her shoes and walks to the front door. Beth hands over one of the baskets she was carrying. Y/N happily holds the basket. 

"So we will convey it to a Noble, he says that another person will recover it since he will be occupied. The guy in charge informed me that he had requested the flowers for his brother's return home. We'll offer the flowers to the lady who lives in the garden, "Beth elaborated.

"I understand, let's go!" 

With that, Y/N and Beth made their way outside into London's bustling streets.  Traders and dress shops were loaded up with aristocrats and their carriages stopped outside.  However, the roads had a ton of laborers asking in the city as well. Y/N felt dissatisfied that the aristocrats haven't changed and still haven't helped poor people. 

"What's going on?" Beth asked her companion.  "It's nothing, just considered something." Y/N immediately answered her friend. 

Her friend sighs and cleared her throat and looks at her friend with slight concern.

"Indeed, the aristocrats haven't done anything fantastic to help individuals who are in need. Mum and I are fortunate to have you back to assist with the flower store." She sighs and clutches the basket she was holding.

"It's the very least I can do, Beth." Y/N grins at her buddy, who now appears to be more at ease.

"Much thanks to you, Y/N," she says cheerfully.

 They took a leisurely calm walk towards the nobleman's estate. They came to a complete halt.

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"We have arrived, Y/N."

"Is this it?"

Her friend turns to her,

"Yes, the Moriarty Estate." 

ANOTHER CHAPTER DONE