Vic Fuentes- Male, Gay, 22 years old, 5'10 Kellin (Kelli) Quinn, Male, Gay, 19 years old, 5'1 Because who doesn't love #tallvic ~Kellin~
Convallaria majalis- Sweetness; Return to happiness; Humility
I always loved flowers, it's beautiful how they can hold so much meaning to them
I let my fingers trace along the shape of the beautiful flower delicately I smiled, breathing in the sweet smell of the flower shop I was currently standing in.
I've always come here I felt comfort in these walls, Something I usually don't get.
A small hand was placed on my shoulder, bringing me back to reality. I turn around to see a familiar smiling face that I know as Maggie, the owner of the shop. Maggie is a sweet old lady that has taken the role as basically my mother.
She's the only one who knows basically everything, other than my best friend
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"Ah it's good to see you again Kells" she says tiredly "I need some help around here, can you please sweep a little bit Hun"
I nod my head, moving away from the flower, and grabbing the broom and start sweeping as I am left alone with just my thoughts
As I'm sweeping, I heard the little bell ring, letting me know someone has entered, I didn't turn around, there was no need to because I know it wasn't for me. It never was
I finished sweeping and dust my hands off on my white skirt after putting the broom and dust pan away
I see Maggie walking out, talking to someone. I don't know who, I've never seen this man before.
The guy nodded then smiled and shook her hand. Maggie went back into her office, probably to get some rest.
The man, who I did not know the name of, looks over at me and smiles then walks towards me
I can't lie and say he isn't attractive, because he is, very much so. He has a nice build and he towers over me, brown wavy shoulder length hair, slightly tan caramel skin, and a nose ring.
"Hi, I'm Vic" Vic says, kinda nervously
I smile and take out my pink notebook and sparkly pen out of my purse. As I'm writing down my response in my notebook, I glanced up quickly to see him looking down at me confusingly.
