This was... getting a bit weird, wasn't it?

As a florist, you knew that people only bought flowers for special occasions, and special occasions didn't happen often. Hence why they're "special".

So, what was up with this guy? What kind of life did he have? You were wondering because he came to your shop and bought flowers. Every. Single. Day. Not even a flower fanatic would be buying this many flowers.

He always said that they were either for his mom, or his grandma. They must be drowning in flower petals by now, then.

You heard bell chime as the door opened, and there he was. The same, tall, burly ginger who came to your shop and bought flowers every day.

He looked down at you and cleared his throat.

"Do you uh, have any roses left? They're for my mom." Ichigo said awkwardly while trying to maintain his facade.