You entered a quaint little flower shop. A bell chimed softly above your head, signifying your entry. It had a very cute interior, filled with the scent of many different flowers.

Roses, honeysuckle, forget-me-nots, and so on.

A tall, lanky man, with the name tag “Bruno Hellingsworth” smiled at you from behind the counter, but made no effort to interrupt you.

He had skin the color of honey, deep brown eyes, and the sweetest of smiles.

He also wore a cute flower crown.