EXT. OUTSIDE OF CAFE
JUN'S POV:
The cold air cooled my head a bit, I slowly walked and sat down on a bench. Pulling out a cigarette and taking a sip; visually seeing the smoke being puffed out was kind of a relaxation for me.
I know smoking is bad, but I have had this habit since high school, won't say that I'm a druggie, I only smoke when stress needed to be released; so not very often. I took a few more inhales and threw the cig on the floor, steadily, closing my eyes to stabilize my breathing.
Easing off a little, using my ears to focus on my surroundings, the place I chose to sit was isolated which was good.
Thinking it was safe enough to open my eyes, my eyes averted down near my feet, stepping on the cig I had thrown a few minutes ago. Looking around, specifically trying to see him again. Should I just go for it and ask him to be my model? Nah, I would scare him off, or at least; that's what I think. Whatever, I'm running out of time for the project, and I need my answers sooner or later, I'd rather be sooner.
3RD POV:
As Jun carefully crossed the streets, looking left and right ensuring he wouldn't be mushed by a car. Arriving upon a familiar store that he was stalking for two days, he slowly exhaled a shaky breath; opening the door as he stepped in.
INT. REN'S FLOWER SHOP - 8:30 AM - EARLIER
REN'S POV:
I wrapped up my last bouquet, and the feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment was swarming inside me, in front of me was 24 inch-wide and 30 inches-tall bouquet, I styled it with everything I've got: Roses, dahlias, calla lilies, carnations, lilies, gerbera daisies, pincushion flowers, tulips.
The Lilies were on the far left side, showing off their lavender visual, pure white Calla Lilies were on the other side; in the middle, red, pink, yellow, and orange carnations were equally parted, on both sides of them were scattered with periwinkle colored pincushion flowers, in the center; there are 3 sections, the top section was gerbera daisies in the shade of rich pink, the bottom section was purple fading orange dahlias, around the middle was tulips, not a lot of they were white, In the dead center of the whole bouquet was three vibrant red roses.
The outside color of the bouquet was mostly white wrappings that had solid golden rim lines on the edges, on the inside was obsidian black that made the flower pop and excited.
REN: Oh my freaking god this is the best I've ever designed! I hope Mr. Williams is satisfied, and Ms. Murray will love this surprise at her wedding!
I smiled while thinking about Ms. Murray's happy face with her bright smile when she received the gift. Weddings are so wonderful, and I hope to get such a blessing one day- The door opened brutely, and I shifted my focus upon the unexpected arrival, let me rephrase; tall arrival. He stood with a look of determination, his hair was half tied up in a small ponytail, and the rest of the wolf cut fell on the back of his neck.
His eyebrows slightly frowned deep in thought, he has nice eyebrows I might add. His features were indeed carefully sculpted by no man but Pygmalion, probably the sculpture Pygmalion fell in love with. Wait, was he the guy I saw yesterday? I slightly zoned out but quickly recovered.
REN: Hi, how may I help you?
Silence filled the air, extremely awkward. He looked around for a few seconds and gazed back at me again, I was starting to get slightly worried, is he out to kill me? No that's silly. Well, I hope not.
REN: Hello-
JUN: Hi, may I know your name?
He quickly blurs out, I'm suppressing a slight smirk since he looked sheepish, but I need to appear professional in the sense of customers.
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A Flower For A Muse 꽃|花
RomanceBook 1 A Painter in need of a Muse. Blooming within young romance, The boy was more than pretty. As a flower blossom with pride, The highs always come with lows. The withered leafs will decompose, But seeds will disperse. Leading on a different but...
