it was around noon on a Sunday, the weather outside was horrible, pouring rain and no sun to be seen. The dim lighting of the floral shop illuminated the various colors and shades of the flowers

you mingled around with the flowers arranging and fixing them, humming to yourself with a smile

a young mans voice is suddenly heard, the momentary piter patter of the rain and the ring of the door bell mixing it all together-

“Shit! Im all wet- ugh-“