The bartender (2)

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The next time they see each other is on the day Tzuyu has a date.

Okay, listen, it's not her who has arranged it. It's her other friend, who, for some reason (okay, she knows the reason is because of her last serious relationship that didn't end in the best way, but still), really likes sending her on these blind dates. Tzuyu can recall around seven of those dates going horribly wrong, which is why she isn't really trustful of her friend's judgement.  But, Tzuyu is a decent person, who grew up in a loving family, and she loves her dear friend to the moon and back, so she indulges in her initiative.

The blonde understands that the elder only wants what's best for her, but this time, when she agreed to go on this date, Tzuyu told her sister that this would be the last one. Of course, when her friend whined and asked why, she didn't say that she already has a microscopic crush on someone, and she doesn't want to betray this pretty girl she's talked to, like, one time, but the reason being is that her friend always sets her up with some weird girls. Begrudgingly, her friend agreed.

Tzuyu is a good date, no matter what, so, of course, she would get her date some flowers, she never would get roses, though, because the thorns are really painful. Learned that after one of the dates. And that's how Tzuyu finds herself in front of a cute flower shop. The shop is on the ground floor of a nice, light coloured, two-story building, and it's the closest one to the café, where the date is supposed to take place, so, very convenient.

There are pots and pots of plants outside, different sizes and colours, hanging and standing by the windows, and Tzuyu notices different flower compositions through the glass, some of them really vibrant, and others, on the calmer, aesthetic side. A chime rings above Tzuyu's head just as she enters the shop, alarming the seller of a customer arriving. The bells' melody is also rather pleasing to the ear, she notes.

A voice rings out from the back of the shop, "I'll be with you in a second!"

The voice is familiar, and Tzuyu realises why, when the girl who's been on her mind after that double date, steps out.

"Welcome to Bloom!"

The polite, customer-aimed smile fades from Sana's lips, when her dark eyes meet Tzuyu's surprised ones.

"Oh, Tzuyu?"

Tzuyu waves her hand absentmindedly, still in awe because of the girl in front of her.

Sana looks cuter this time. Her brown hair is in a high ponytail, and she's wearing an adorable brown apron, adorned with small flowers of different colours and the name on the shop. Her cheeks are pink, and she looks like she's trying to restore her breath. Why is she so out of breath?  Was she carrying something heavy? She looks cute, though. I wish I could just put her inside my pocket and protect her from all the evils of this world.

"Tzuyu?"

That voice, not lacking notes of confusion, breaks her out of a cuteness-induced trance.

"Oh, h-hi!"

The brunette gives her a tiny, amused smile, "Do you need something, Tzuyu?"

"Right!" Tzuyu steps closer to the girl behind the counter and it took Tzuyu approximately one second to realise the cute height difference between the two of them, "I need flowers."

There's a short but, nevertheless, awkward pause, before the florist breaks it, "Well, good thing this is a flower shop, then."

A chuckle and a scratch behind her warm ear later, Tzuyu sighs, embarrassed by her own behaviour. But, as she can judge from the other girl's charming expression, the situation, at least slightly, amuses her, and honestly? That's all Tzuyu can ask for, right now. And also, flowers!

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