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Financial Buisness is Serious Buisness
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For monthes now, he had been working on a secret project. At first he was a little unsure about it because of certain conditions, then he realized that he couldn't just go homeless without a job or purpose. So, he took the object of his affection and decided to make a living out of it. Heck, he could do it if he put his processor to it. Getting his hands dirty was his job, after all, and finally he had finished with the first bump of it.
He had built a flower shop.
After tending to his gardens daily, working hard constantly to keep the pests away and to keep the buds open, he was able to fill the shop full of beautiful flowers, and just plants in general. Whatever he could grow, it was there. He even threw in a few pesticides, seed bags, weed killers and soil products for helping people get a head-start on their gardens if they had planned to make their own gardens.
Behind his gardens was a small greenhouse, it wasn't gigantic like most due to a low budget and low material, but at least he could afford to keep it stable. Now it was time for the next hump, budget coverage. He hoped that people would enjoy and credit his hard work. The plants would be a little expensive at first, but as soon as he would have enough money to cover a few more things, everything would be okay. It was a good thing he had enough space to put the greenhouse and the shop, and it was in a place where good buisness seemed imminant.
North City.
He drew in a proud breath, observing his shop. He had high hopes for everything which was to come, and if buisness didn't go the exact way he wanted to, he had to be at least grateful that his hard work sort-of payed off.
He finally flipped the sign on the door from
"Right then, let's do this!"
(( Uh ... yeah here's your flowers for Vile day, guys. :'D Or just flowers in general. Come and get 'em, kids. ))
He had built a flower shop.
After tending to his gardens daily, working hard constantly to keep the pests away and to keep the buds open, he was able to fill the shop full of beautiful flowers, and just plants in general. Whatever he could grow, it was there. He even threw in a few pesticides, seed bags, weed killers and soil products for helping people get a head-start on their gardens if they had planned to make their own gardens.
Behind his gardens was a small greenhouse, it wasn't gigantic like most due to a low budget and low material, but at least he could afford to keep it stable. Now it was time for the next hump, budget coverage. He hoped that people would enjoy and credit his hard work. The plants would be a little expensive at first, but as soon as he would have enough money to cover a few more things, everything would be okay. It was a good thing he had enough space to put the greenhouse and the shop, and it was in a place where good buisness seemed imminant.
North City.
He drew in a proud breath, observing his shop. He had high hopes for everything which was to come, and if buisness didn't go the exact way he wanted to, he had to be at least grateful that his hard work sort-of payed off.
He finally flipped the sign on the door from
Closed to Open before walking towards his desk and straightening the little silver service bell. He couldn't help but chuckle in a satisfied way. For the first time in a long while, he was actually excited. "Right then, let's do this!"
(( Uh ... yeah here's your flowers for Vile day, guys. :'D Or just flowers in general. Come and get 'em, kids. ))
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