it’s with a pocket full of cash and a short list of names that gabe finds himself at the botany club’s... thing. there are more flowers than he expected ( foolishly, given the nature of their entire club ) and he thinks it’d be a fair assessment to say that he’s lost. he’s about to give up on meanings entirely and just pick out the prettiest ones, before he spots someone who he hopes knows more than he does about all of this. he swoops in as quickly as he can. “hey! hi. do you think you could help me out? i’m a little out of my depth.” // @euderosa











