Hello, Flower, Zero's dropping in. Because it's been a long time. He thought maybe you'd forgotten about him. Hand in pockets, quietly regarding him. Uncertain. But he's giving a grin and he's coming closer. Arms hesitantly open to welcome the possibility of a hug. " ... heya. " ( livesfought )
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֎ He gives a pause as he hears footsteps, turning to see who it was. His eyes widened impossibly, and his bright cerulean blue pupils shrunk to thin slits. Oh yes, he still remembers you, Zero. He never forgets someone he cares for. Of course, Flower himself had changed considerably since Zero would have last seen him; a little taller, with a slight change to his wardrobe, swapping out his shorts for a pair of long jeans, with a chain attached, and on the chain was a pendant of a flower, a black-eyed susan to be exact.
֎ Flower’s facial features had changed too, no longer only having the red and white eyelights, he had bright blue pupils surrounded by a red and white iris, and down his red eye, going from his brow down to his mouth was a long gash, cracks littering over that side, even going as far as his chin for one such crack, and as far across as splitting through his nose hole slightly. ֎ He regards the other cautiously for a moment, thinking it was a ruse. He stepped forwards slowly, getting ever so faster before he was running full pelt at the Error. Instead of what Zero might have been expecting, that chest gets a full on punch right to his sternum, before Flower quickly grasped Zero’s shirt and pulled him into a tight hug. ֎ “Don’ ya ever leave me again, ya fuckin’ asshole!”
