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The girl's yellow orbs widen as she immediately stands up and tells me, "In that case, what's your name? I'm Bridgett. I'll help you. You can live with me in my apartment for now and work in the flower shop. However, you'll also have to go to my school so people don't get any ideas." "A-alright, i'm y/n. T-thanks a lot for helping me." I stutter, with a sigh of relief.
She then leads me out to the flower shop and proceeds to tell me each of the flowers names, and the meaning of them. I learned how to work the cash register, which is something I never knew existed until she told me it was how payed for the flowers.
I only nodded and kept listening, but I had so many questions for her! How did she learn all of these things in just a few days of being sent to Earth? How has she survived like this? How come I have never seen her in heaven?
While she was telling me about the shop, a few customers came and they bought a few flowers but then left abruptly. From my understanding, it seems like- "Well..I guess its time to close up the shop now. Come on, follow me to my apartment. You can sleep on my couch." Bridgett mumbles.
She escorts me out of the shop and down the street. At first I was scared, this was my first time really going out into the human world. Though it doesn't take me long to dispel these worries the longer I go down the sidewalk to the apartment.
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HumorMe and my friend were bored one Tuesday evening and so we wanted to write these for fun because why not. It proceeded to devolve from there. Just so you know, this story is meant to be cringy, bad and a joke. ( ! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS WELCOME AS...
