Once Noah woke up, a worried expression was still carved onto Oliver's face. Noah was still himself- he was just gloomier then usual. Oliver pulled out a small, old-looking pocket watch out of his pocket which was filled with lint and small wrappers.
"Five-thirty o'clock exactly." Oliver stated.
"Mhm. Appears like someone can't read a basic clock that's hanging on the wall over there." Noah said sarcastically. Oliver just sighed and nodded. Noah turned again reminiscing about the loss. Dreaming won't help with losses a lot of time. Oliver handed Noah a small book, on the cover saying 'Types of Flowers and Meanings'.
"Found this a year ago when I was cleaning the shelves. Have it." He said.
Noah gazed at it with stars in his eyes.
"Really!?" Noah exclaimed.
"Yeah, I don't think I'll be needing it." Oliver reassured.
Noah began to flip through the pages, scanning every word on the old book.
"Woah- Half of these I never even heard about!" Noah said
"Yeah, I hope you like it." Oliver stated
YOU ARE READING
Flower letters
RomanceTwo boys find themselves in the same letter shop. One who owns the shop, the other with a passion for flowers and photos. What will happen once they realized they fell in love with each other?
