You always go to this florist shop, not for the flowers.. but for him. The shop owner. A sweet, gentle, expressionless man. But he always gives you a gentle smile when you come in. You always go in to confess but get to scared a nervous so you don’t do it. But today its going to change!

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You walk in as you look at the new flowers.

“Hello…” You hear a voice, it’s Scaramouche.