shades of cool
@jonghyunrk
the aroma of flowers was a delicate scent - a scent hwasa had come accustomed to with recent visits to a certain florist. it was a beautiful sight, peacefully to the naked eye while your senses went wild. the woman wasn’t one to enjoy such an experience but if it meant visiting with a good friend well, she supposes it’s worth it.
“i can’t believe you’re surrounded by these beauties all day,” hwasa began, beckoning for the attention of the florist with the melodious tone of her voice. she sat perched upon a stool beside the counter while her chin rest in her overturned palm - legs swinging back in forth to distract herself from the peaceful chatter flittering throughout the shop. “and you haven’t even bothered to bring me one.”
she was only half-kidding of course. hwasa wasn’t really a flower person but they would make a nice decoration around the apartment. “and here i thought we were friends.”