@juniwilson
Emma had low expectations for the auction date, but my god, they should have been subterranean. It showed her exactly why she was glad she stopped pretending to like men. At first, the man seemed like he knew what he signed up for. A date with someone he may have never gone out with otherwise. But as the dinner went along, he kept trying to hold her hand. And he kept pressuring Emma to ‘have another drink.’ He told her at the end that it was time to go back to his place because he paid for her. That comment was the final straw. She dumped her drink on his head and stormed off. And she waited at a nearby shop for her Uber to arrive.
The date made her feel icky the rest of the weekend. To make herself feel better, Emma headed to Juni’s flower shop. A big, beautiful smelling bouquet would hopefully be enough to make her feel right again. She gave the shop owner a smile when she walked inside. “Hi! I wasn’t sure if you would be working today. Are you helping someone right now? I can wait and browse until it’s my turn to be helped out.” Normally, Emma would just pick something she thought was pretty. This time, she thought finding flowers with positive meanings behind them would make her feel even better.
















