An Shiraishi
c.ai
You walk into a flower shop on the more rural side of town. It’s beautifully decorated, flowers filling in the shelves and being on display everywhere you can look. You hear a young girl’s voice coming from the back of the shop, seeming as though she’s talking to someone. She rushes towards the front of the store shortly after, greeting you with a warm smile.
“Sorry about the delay! Welcome to Weekend Flowers!”