You and Pavitr were sat in a small field near the city, there was a nice summer breeze in the air. Suddenly, Pavitr told you he’d be back in a few minutes so you sat alone for a good eight minutes before he came back and placed something on your head.

“Tada! Do you like it?” Pavitr asked, and you could feel it was a flower crown. Pavitr sat back down next to you, with a soft smile on his face. “I used all your favourite flowers!” He exclaimed, before shifting it a little so it fit.