![]() You could totally use any soap from the bottom shelf of a big box store. It’s a little splurge that makes your whole day better – that’s how we look at handcrafted soap. Surrounded by orange groves and cow pastures, we’re located in an area of Florida still untouched by housing developments, interstates, and amusement parks. The ‘back half’ of the proprty is mostly allowed to run wild, and is a a shallow, swampy subtropical jungle for half the year, with springs that feed Payne Creek. “You’re always more than welcome to come visit anytime you need! And thank you for the kind words I was a little uncertain how to decorate when ive never really had much an opportunity to before? I was actually thinking about buying some new furniture but ahhh- it feels a little overwhelming to be honest im not sure where to start!”What started as a neglected, overrun, foreclosure no one else would set foot into has become a gorgous seven and a half acres in the heart of Central Florida, full of huge Southern Live Oaks, ferns, a few orange trees, and a whole lot of chickens. The warm steam wafting up and bringing with it a calming citrus scent. Pan chuckles a little as she pours a cup of tea for stesha. Stesha looked around the room as she sat down at the table. “Anyways! You have a really nice home, it all looks so nice!” Stesha wasn’t really trying to talk as much as she did, but with everything going on, it was sure easy to do so. She cuts herself off, noticing she was starting to ramble on. “Thank you so much! I was… a bit worried you’d say no or something, not because I think your rude or anything! I just know that others need alone time, or are just busy or-” She brings over a hot tea set and sits at the table before beckoning stesha expression lit up as she was welcomed inside. She seems comfortable and well adjusted to the space. It’s hard to know how long pan has been living here but it seems like a while. Her dining area consists of a low tea table next to a window, with some pillows on the floor around it. ![]() ![]() Pan’s cabin has bright birch hardwood floors and a darker wood paneling for the walls. I would be more than willing to give you some company!” “I’m glad i’ve become a person you can come to when you need. She gave Stesha a warm smile and stepped aside from the door frame, welcoming her into her home. Pan takes a moment to process Stesha’s words. “I was just… looking for some company, y'know? And you were one of the first people who came to mind” Like she was thinking more about her words before she spoke them then usual. Her words were slower than usual, more deliberate. Though she did feel a little bad about, as she assumed, waking Pan, she was relieved that they had answered the door. Stesha hadn’t considered the time, now only truly taking in the time of day. “ Stesha! Hello! Such a blessing to see you so early! what can I do for you?” her usually kept up hair is down and her body suit is missing as well, in its place are what you can assume to be her pajamas, a black tank top and pale blue drawstring shorts. And with that, she knocked on the door of Pan's house, hoping for a response.Īfter a moment, a familiar tall alien peers out near the top of the door frame. Now seemed a good as time as any, she had decided. Truthfully, she'd been wanting to meet up with a friend for a while now, just wasnt sure as to when would be the right time. It was times like this that Stesha would rather not be alone, strangely enough. Usually, her words was something she actually had control over, so loosing that was unnerving. Anonymous asked: All this truth spell nonsense was starting to get on Stesha's nerves.
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