Flower Shops - Morgan Wallen

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Morgan Wallen as Himself

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"Have a nice night." Kate says, sliding her tray off the table in the diner she's working at. She sighs to herself as she rings out the bill and pockets the change for a tip.

After she graduated with a degree in music business, she moved back to Sneedville temporarily- until she finds a high paying job and a place of her own in Nashville.

Every shift, she's one step closer to finally leaving Hancock County and the unpleasant memories behind her.

She's been working overtime, working her country ass off to get out of town sooner. She's given herself a year at most to get the hell away from here and with her next paycheck and next weeks tips, she'll have enough to put a down payment on the house she's in contract with.

"It's seven." Katie says. "I'm off."

"Sure." Isaac, her boss, says. "See you tomorrow mornin'."

"Bright and early." She smiles back, picking up her purse.

She sighs as she twists her key in the keyhole of her car door, pulling the door open. She grunts softly as she lifts herself into her car; an orange 1971 Chevy Blazer. She rides off to the house she's living in until she finally leaves, her dad's house.

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"I'm gonna miss you, baby girl." Aaron, Katie's father says, watching her push her final box into the back of her Chevy.

Like her moving out makes a difference. He's always out driving semi-trucks and is gone for weeks at a time.

"I'll miss you too, daddy." She responds, closing the back hatch. "I'll be back to visit, though."

"You better." He smiles weakly back, tears in his tired brown eyes. "You best get goin'."

"I'll call you when I get there." She gives him a hug then hops up into her car, driving to Nashville by herself.

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With a soft thud, Kaitlyn flops back on the mattress that's laying on the floor. She's totally exhausted but she's got everything moved into her new house. She reaches over and picks up her phone, tapping around to call her friend.

"Hey!" Taylor answers. "I was just thinkin' 'bout you, Kay!"

"Guess what!"

"What?"

"I'm finally in Nashville." She has to pull her phone away from her ear when Taylor starts squealing. "I wanted to see if you wanna get a drink- okay! Okay! I'll see you at Kid Rock's bar." She laughs as she hangs up.

Kate stands and rifles through her boxes to find her dresses. Her tired eyes land on her favorite red dress and she pulls it on, looking at her reflection in the mirror that's leaning against the wall.

She steps into her slip on's then she's out the door to her SUV.

It's a quick yet stressful drive to Broadway. Katie parks in a garage a few blocks away from downtown; it gets cheaper and cheaper the further you get. She's fine with a walk. Her sneakers scuff against the sidewalk as she heads down the street to the bar.

She gets past the bouncer and wades through the shoulder to shoulder people. She should've know better than to agree to meet a bar on a Friday night on Broadway.

It's always crazy busy this time of the week.

She orders a drink from the bar then starts to make her way around the perimeter, looking for that short yet totally noticeable girl she calls her best friend.