[The thrum of Orins motorcycle (Ironically named Petunia- though he'd never tell anyone except Audrey that) could be heard from outside, as he strolled into the flowershop.]
Audie? 'M here t' pick you up fer our date.
[He was a little nervous- but.. he seemed to have cleaned up? He'd fluffed his hair a little, and the jacket seemed freshly tended to- all scuffs had been patched up. He'd actually made an effort.]
— Orin ♡ ( @/o-scrivello )
Jus' a seconddd! Grabbin' somethin'
[Audrey called out from the back, looking in a dingy little mirror she had found, and messing with her hair a little, before finally coming out. A bouquet of black dahlias and a small gift bag in her hand. She was incredibly nervous- but tried her best not to show it, not wanting to spoil the night before it had even begun- and wanting to enjoy something for once, without giving in to fear]
[She held out the flowers to him- a bright smile on her face]