@inkiringu-muses
Blazer stood in front of the door to her friend’s house. In her hands was a bouquet of flowers, blooming and taking up most of her chest space. Blazer could lower her head a little bit into the flowers and she could completely hide the lower parts of her face- and get a noseful of flower scent.
It was still kind of strong, especially on her shirt, where she was carrying it for the past hour.
Well, if there was any time to do this, it was now. Her mind was screaming at her to turn back, but it was the day of love. She was always a big fan of it, especially in school, and while she knew she was going to get letters from others at school- well.
She reached up nervously and knocked on the door.















