truly, if he were honest, she probably saved his life. well, actually, considering the space she rented out to him and the times she came to visit with dinners and sweets and much more friendship than he thought he deserved, there was no probably about it. however, lysander was... quite an anxious thing, shocking a grand total of nobody, and although he wanted to thank her, he was too nervous to vocalise just how much she had done for him -- and, he wasn’t sure she’d appreciate the emotional rambling, either.
so he settled for bi-weekly gifts, instead. with an armful of native australian plants ( they were not delicate, not daintily pretty, and lysander figured they’d suit her more ), the florist knocked on her door. every week or so he’d come around for lunch, and this week was no exception. // @alivses