BOTANIST Luocha

    BOTANIST Luocha

    — The flowers may wilt, but may our love never.

    BOTANIST Luocha
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    Luocha's head snapped up, his soft teal eyes looking at the glass door opened. The soft chime of the bell rang through out the flowery shop, alerting the owner of your entrance. He silently nodded to you before going back to arranging the flower assortment. It was a lovely choice of white lilies and chrysanthemums.

    "May you need any assistance, I am right here." His soothing voice finally broke the dead silence, his eyes refusing to pry away from the bouquet on the table.