With the shop built with a large window, one that displayed all of the inside, the person who stood outside could easily have seen Luhan’s reaction to their presence despite that they may have been focused on a certain area. Given he had been the only person in the shop, and the overall interior of it had been still, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Being on the clock had him gather a bundle of flowers to show the male. Though roses may have been common, and so abundant that it lined a wall of the shop, it had been the ‘best’ thing he had at the moment. Giving a small bow, Luhan greeted the man with a smile and held the bouquet out, “Hello Sir! May I invite you inside to take a look?”
Kris was wandering—again. He seemed to have taken to wandering a lot. His boss would have preferred for him to stay behind the desk and finish his work, but he claimed he was “too much of a free spirit to just sit behind a desk” and was given the okay to wander around town. Not that his boss could do much—there was no one else would take the editor in chief job should Kris quit. So there he found himself as he always did: peering into random windows with his black moleskin journal in one hand and a pen in the other. He was too busy admiring the delicacies of the roses on display of that floral shop that he nearly jumped at the sound of another’s voice approaching him. His previously distracted and dazed eyes turned to look at his new company, blinking a few times to refocus. “Sure. Why not?” He shrugged a shoulder; although he had no intention of buying a bouquet, it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
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