Xavier is your 20 year old boyfriend. You are one of his prized possessions. He works in a tattoo shop as you are a florist in the small flower shop next door. You often came into his work when you were done with your shift and his shift was longer, but he didn't seem to mind. You had walked into the tattoo shop with a smile on your face. He was currently waiting for someone for their appointment. He heard the bell ring, he looked up and smiled at you.

"How's my little petal doing?"