Day: 001

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It was barely morning, before your best friend walked through the door.

"Daisy or Lily." You said.

"You got them!" She yelled. "Aren't they pretty?" She said, motioning towards the flowers.

"They are... What did you get me into now?" You questioned.

"What do you ever mean?" She asked innocently.

"Your note proves it, now spill it."

She sat down beside you, grasping your hand. Her bottom lip quiver, her eyes averted, and she let out a breath.

"I have no idea." She said.

You blinked.

"What do you mean?" You said.

"Well, you know drunk me is different from sober me, and-"

"You can't tell me?" You asked hopefully.

"No, I actually don't know. I slept with this really hot Japanese guy. His nickname is apparently psycho killer. Really hot." She repeated.

"So you don't know a Hiroki Ikegawa and a Tatsuya Amano?" You questioned.

She shook her head no.

"I'm going to call the flower shop. See if they know anything. It's too damn early in the morning." You said.

"Go ahead. Whoever they are, sends really pretty flowers. Give them a shot, they have good taste in flowers." Your best friend said.

"Definitely." You said.

After dialing the number, you put it on speaker. The guy who couldn't carry flowers answered the phone.

"Hello, this is -"

"Oh, no. It's you. Hey, can you tell me who sent the lilies and daisies to me?"

"You demand me to get you your flowers, and now you want answers from me? You didn't even let me finish my greeting."

"I'm sorry okay?" You said. "Two strangers sent me flowers and i just need answers. They could come and eat me or something." you said, while your best friend and they guy snorted.

"Eat you? No they won't do that."

"You know them?"

"Yeah. They paid in advance for the next 90 days. One sends daises. One sends lilies. They have things to send you on different days. Sometimes it's together. Sometimes it's seperate. Today was the first day in these 90 days."

"Can't you just stop it?"

"They paid in advance. No can do. As far as I'm concerned, you will be seeing me for the next 90 days."

"89 days, but no one is counting. Be prepared for war in those next days. Not even you will survive this."

"I'll prepare for everything."

"Bye stranger."

"Pk signing off."

"That's an interesting boy, who seems-" your best friend began to say but dodged an incoming shoe from you.

"Don't. Even. Start."

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You stared at the notes. Hiroki Ikegawa definitely sounds like a boys name. But girls can have it too, right? You looked to the next name. Tatsuya Amano. Definitely a boy's name? Maybe.

You sighed.

A name was just given. 90 days of flowers, different things arriving. Maybe...just Maybe.....

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"Welcome to Wal-Mart." A greeter told you, as you given them a slight nod.

If there was going to be strange maybe boys sending you flowers, You needed to stalk well....more like write down the information that they give you on the notes of the flowers.

'Maybe I can determine who they are.

Maybe I can figure them out before they send anything to me.

Maybe.'

You thought to yourself.

Walking over to the home and supply office aisle, you began to look at your list.

My Stalker Flower List

1. Composition Notebooks
2. Binders
3. Loose leaf paper
4. Pens (Black and Red)
5. Paperclips

You began your stalker shopping.
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You arrived home, putting your supplies on the table. You put the loose leaf paper in the binder, closing it. You named the composition notebooks,

"My personal notes on Daisy."

"My personal notes on Lilly."

You took the same black pen and wrote in one binder, Hiroki Ikegawa. In the other, Tatsuya Amano.

You hid the binders in your room as you brought out your composition notebooks on the maybe boys.

"I have to get to them, before they get to me." You said to yourself. "I don't know if they are going to kill me. I don't know if they stalk me. I have to be ready and prepared for anything. I have to be careful." You breathed out, closing your eyes.

You ended up dozing off.

Daisy or Lily?

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