@young-botanical-genius
"I'm actually here to buy some flowers, but of course, if you don't want my business I can easily go somewhere else," Orin said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed down at the shrimpy guy who stood in front of the counter. He had definitely heard his name multiple times before, but Orin couldn't quite grasp it in the moment, his thoughts all jumbled together and hazy through the fog of his high.
He'd come here on a serious sort of mission, but that wasn't going to stop him from making himself feel too dopey to completely comprehend his own intentions. He'd found out very quickly on the way over here that if he thought about the actual reason he was buying a bouquet that his feelings had an uncomfortable way of cropping up. He was still determined to get this done, but only if he remained a few clicks above reality. "But I'd rather spend my money here, or is it not good enough?"
