Isabella's POV
"Waffles there are way too many flowers in here to choose from." I say as I look at all the flowers in the flower shop we're in.
I need advice.
"Ooh I know who to call." I say then I take out my phone and FaceTime my favorite Columbia Archaeology student.
"Hello." Kiara Hendrix says as she appears on FaceTime
"Hey Kiara." I say as I look at my brother Omari's girlfriend.
"And hello Sansa." I say when my brother Andrés' girlfriend appears next to Kiara.
"Hey future sister-in-law." Sansa Fraser says.
"Are you two busy?" I ask.
"Now we're just waiting for Amara to show up then we're gonna go grab lunch before our afternoon classes." Sansa says.
"What's up?" Kiara asks.
"I'm going to surprise you know who." I say and I don't say Blake's name since we're in public and Blake and I haven't really talked about what we are. "And I don't know what flowers to get."
"Do you know her favorite Flower?" Sansa asks.
"I don't think so." I say.
"Okay." Kiara says with a soft smile.
It's nice having friends and family who understand how trauma and PTSD affect me
"Why don't you just bring your favorite flowers." Sansa says. "That way she'll get flowers and know your favorite flowers."
"You are a genius." I say.
"I try." Sansa says with a smile.
"Well you two have a good lunch and I'll see you tonight." I say then we say bye and hang up.
After we hang up, I pick out a bouquet of my favorite flowers which are African Daisies then I pay for them and leave the flower shop with Waffles.
Once out of the flower shop, Waffles and I walk up the street to where Blake's filming her next movie.
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FanfictionTrauma is hell on earth Trauma resolved is a gift from the gods. -Peter A. Levine