@floaromatherapy
Truthfully, Volkner never thought he’d be entering the Floaroma Town flower shop without his mother. He did come here frequently with her, so a lot of the workers there knew him through her. Not as Volkner the gym leader, but as the blonde boy with his brunette mother. But today, he was getting flowers not only for her, but for someone else too. He tugged at his shirt collar a little nervously. It was very busy, maybe because New Years was coming up. He noticed a lot of the workers in the shop were busy with other customers, and he didn’t want to wait. He did need advice, though. Volkner really wasn’t the flower type of guy. Picking them out was too hard for him.
He walked over to someone that seemed to just be watering the plants. They were small… did they really work here, or were they just a volunteer? He’s never seen them before. How old were they? He hoped he didn’t scare them. He was a 5’11 guy, after all. And this person was under that height.
❛ Um… could you help me out? ❜ he tried his best not to make a scary expression, but it was hard. His face was naturally deadpan, and he couldn’t help it. At least his eyes were blue, and helped make him less intimidating. ❛ I need flowers, preferably with lots of bright color to them, and that last a while… ❜ he trailed off at the end of his sentence. Well this was embarrassing and harder to do than he thought.
