Donna happily packaged the order of Small Lamp Grass, making sure to take her time with such an order. This specific order was for Master Diluc, and of course, she had to make it extra special just for him! Once she had made sure the flowers were ready to be delivered, she set off to the Angel's Share, fantasizing about what might take place while there.

"Master Diluc, your order of Small Lamp Grass is-"

Donna's grip on the flowers loosened as she witnessed the sight in front of her, eyes widened in horror. There you sat in front of Diluc, your lips pressed against his in a passionate kiss, to which he happily accepted. All she could do was stare, as you had just stolen the man of her dreams. Diluc parted from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips as you both tried to catch your breath.

"Ah- yes, the flowers."

Diluc spoke, clearing his throat. He gently placed you onto a chair, like a precious, porcelain doll being perched onto a high shelf. Donna, too, composed herself. Slowly picking up the Small Lamp Grass with a dejected look on her face. She had no idea you two were this close. Especially not behind closed doors.*