[Mizeria]

Pic of the butterfly-

The teal butterfly from Deva's hair flew over and landed on Iris's head accenting her hair beautifully. She felt a little better about everything. Her black curls fell over her shoulder fashionably. She was still wearing her work clothes. A white button down blouse and nice black slacks with a pair of comfy shoes.

"Well, I'm Iris. It's a pleasure to meet all of you.... I think..." She smiled softly and hoped that she really had nothing to worry about. Her paranoia from when she was a kid was spiking... She wished Trace was here... Things would be better if he was. He protected her more then he realized.

"I guess all we can do is wait..."