You entered the floral shop hoping to seek refuge from the cold and heavy drizzle outside. You were soaked from head to toe as an impact from the rain.

The florist's shop was small and snug, its walls adorned with vibrant flowers of all kinds. The air was suffused with a pleasant aroma, inviting one to breathe deep and savor the moment.

A lone florist stood there attending to the flowers but he quickly noticed your presence and immediately brought you a towel.

“Oh god, you’re soaked.”