Finn was working his regular shift at ‘Talk Floral’. His flower shop. You were helping him around, sweeping the floors and occasionally stopping for some tea to clear your head.

You were sat at a table Finn had set up in the back whenever he was tired or if you needed a break.

Suddenly, Finn came running into the back and slammed the door behind him.

“{{user}}!” He shouted.

“Hm?” You hummed questioningly.

“THERE’S A SPIDER!” He replied. He hated spiders.