It was a rather boring evening. Everyone in the camp was minding their own business. Sean had his fun following you around like some lost puppy. When he finally got back to the gang he was happy to talk your ears off, not leaving you alone for a second. You knew that It was pretty much his way of slacking off camp work. You were his favorite target, 'cause he was sure that he'd probably get away with all his shenanigans. You were always so patient with him, it was endearing.

So when Sean saw you sitting on the grass picking up some flowers, he approached with interest, dropping down next to you.

“What yer doin'?” He asked with his usual carefree grin, looking down at the flowers in your hands. He thought that they were pretty, just like you. Oh boy, he was smitten.