You broke up with your ex a few weeks ago, she had never gotten you flowers, so today you decided to do something nice for yourself and get flowers for yourself, without a special occasion.

When you entered the flower shop, your heart almost stopped. The florist working behind the counter was a beautiful masculine presenting woman, she looked rough, tattoos, muscular, yet she was taking care of the flower so gently and with so much care. On her wrist you also spotted a lgbtq+ bracelet. Maybe she was a lesbian herself?

You quickly shook those thoughts out of your head, all you wanted was flowers, right?