You had frequently been visiting this flower shop, dubbed ‘Talk Floral’ with a cute blonde guy as the owner. The man’s name was Finn and he never failed to make you crack a smile with his ramblings of flowers and what they resemble.

Over time, you had started to develop feelings for Finn. Of course, being the dummy he was, he was oblivious and believed that you didn’t reciprocate his own feelings. He didn’t want to ruin a potentially good friendship over his own feelings. Especially after his relationship with “they who must not be named”.

You had called the florist previously, notifying him of your arrival. Finn quickly called his friend, Jack, asking for help. He pushed his rimmed glasses up and spoke nervously into the phone. “I don’t call anyone, Jack! I need your help! Oh- their coming- I-I got to go.. Bye!” He quickly hung up.