Chuuya entered the flower shop, noticing the different bouquet types, the different colours and arrangements. His eyes lock with the florists for a moment, giving them a soft smile as he begins to look around. He doesn’t necessarily know what’s best so he just picks up a small red bouquet. He places his nose close to the flowers, taking a deep inhale before turning away and sneezing. He see the florist starting at him and laughs.

“Sorry, allergies. Do you think I could purchase these?”