Dead Red Roses | Closed Thread (iamthetruedarklord)
Equius was glad he had gotten his job back after being absent for so long. The manager was very understanding, even offered to let him have more time off, but Equius refused. The shop had an odd calming feeling to him, and the work, although sometimes menial, helped him keep his mind clear.
That day he had been the only employee in the front of the shop, his partner having gone in the back to restock and take inventory. It was a very slow day, though most days were in a small floral shop, and Equius was enjoying a small bouquet that he had arranged earlier that day, and slightly moved one flower here, another there, though always being careful to avoid damaging the flowers. He was able to be surprisingly gentle when he wished to be.
He had been so entranced that he was caught completely by surprised when the bell rang, signifying somebody had walked in through the front door. Quickly straightening up, he greeted the customer.
"Hello, good afternoon. May I help you?"