2 | sorry

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She was working again when the man returned.

He walked sheepishly up to the counter and placed another twenty on top.

"I need something that says sorry." He told her, stuffing his cold hands into his jacket pockets.

She nodded and asked, "What are you apologising for?"

"I was wrong about the circumstances when I said fuck you in flower." He laughed out, scratching the back of his neck.

"Were they a friend?" She asks, looking through the flowers along the back wall.

"Girlfriend."

She bought back some small white flowers.

"Ivy means you're sorry for a mistake and wish for peace."

He smiled, took the flower and left into the bitter cold.

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