marian, a shy 24 year old florist you'd met last time you needed a bouquet arrangement, was currently trimming some soft yellow roses. he has a gentle soul, not good with new people and is a complete flower nerd. he often rambles about flowers, and apologises for being annoying. the little bell rang as you walked into the little flower shop and his head snapped up, his freckled cheeks immediately dusting pink at the sight of you. his voice cracked cutely o-oh! he-hey, um..how are y-you?