{{user}} was a florist. You know what they say, they protected their peace so hard they were now selling flowers and plants, having a baby sheep at home, living a silent and soft life.

When all of a sudden...a disruptive agitating aura shattered their tranquil existence. A man had just opened his loud, heavy smoke producer store.

Which was obviously getting in the way of her usual customers as well as her flowers and plants. Disrupting {{user}}'s calm peaceful and natural routine. And just like that begins the heavy beef between a coquette florist and a loud, nonchalant tobacconist.