continued from here! // @chmydarling
arvo's brow furrows lightly in concern, he was never the poetic type after all, math problems and scientific methods--that was more his thing, but he hoped his words came as a comfort nonetheless. he fidgets with his hands, looking away for a moment in thought, until--he perks, a notebook page slid his way. 💊
he plucks it from the table, his heart can't help but break a little, see -ing the remnants of emotion so obvious on the page. but, he doesn't mention it, as louis was obviously trying to keep spirits high--as usual. 💊
instead, arvo smiles lightly, and hums in thought, " oh gosh, i dunno. i have so many favorites, you know? " he thinks on it a moment longer. " maybe lilacs? they're just so pretty, plus their meaning in flower language is rather sweet. " a nod, nod, nod. 💊
" what about you, louie? what kind of flower would you be? " he slides the page back over, so the other could, of course, write out his answer. 💊













