Don't worry. I'm happy.
This camp was finding ways to make the forever bubbly Jasmine sad. For one, it did not help that the Ares cabin was next to hers, and her sunshine attitude conflicted with their punk-teenage-rebellion attitude. Much like a brawny teen girl she tried to give a pink daisy conflicted with her. A solid punch to the stomach left her still a little sore. Also, the lily she had planted by the lake had been picked. It made her sad, seeing the beauty she was trying to bring into the world be ended so abruptly. All was well, however, as the lily was probably given to someone who needed a pick me up. Much like Jasmine needed at the moment. |