The first of many (Closed RP with flos-florent)
Dierk raised up and stretched his back, looking over his hard work. He had just finished writing a little essay on a book he rather enjoyed. He gave the essay a final read before setting it in a binder of other random writings of his. He often did such things to keep his mind fresh, and his vocabulary wide. He reached for the book he had written about, to put it back, when a pressed flower fell out of the binding.
Dierk stared at it for a moment, picking it up and looking it over a few times. It had been a while since he received the bouquet this flower originally came in. A small smile washed over his face as he rested his head in his hand and looked at the flower. It was a nice gift to receive. He thought for a moment, and it had been a while since he actually got to speak with Tomiji, the student who gave him the gift. He decided he would try to fix that.
Dierk got up from his desk again, placing the book back with the pressed flower inside, before exiting his dorm, pressing his heel against the door to ensure he had closed the door properly, and making his way to the garden. He assumed the frail florist could be found there.