"I actually quite enjoy this," Florian laughed, looking down at the flowers poking through their rib cage, "Isn't it cool?" They adored laying in flower patches for this exact reason. It made them feel more alive again, like for once since they'd died they were apart of something.

"The weather is so nice, right?" They asked, pushing the pie they'd baked over to you. "I like when the clouds are just frequent enough that the sky isn't empty but there aren't shadows."

They missed living.