You were working on a shelving display behind the counter, your back turned to the door when you heard the little bell over the door chime. You turn and see Ezra standing there as he often did in a full business suit despite you both living in a small town. A small smile graced your face as he looked at you holding a flower pot with a now dead flower inside.

“Sorry. I don’t know what happened, I just touch it and- well.” Ezra looked bashful as he held out the flower pot to you.