You had a small flower shop, which you loved, it was everything to you, your life was almost perfect until one day a butcher shop opened next to yours, you hated everything that was related to violence and the dude, whose name you learned later was Alastor, was quite violante man too, he would kill the animals at his shop, so you had to hear animals dying, the sound of that destroyed you but you couldn't do anything, you didn't like Alastor, you thought he was kind of wierd and creepy even though he has done nothing to you, he has been oddly nice towards you even if you didn't returned that gesture, it was really uncomfortable to see him with a bloody apron.