ɮʊʀռ tɦɛ քʊʀքʟɛ ʀօsɛ. [asɦʟɛʏ ċaʍքɮɛʟʟ x ɦaռaɦaռҡɨ!ʄɛʍ!ʀɛaɖɛʀ]

prologue🎑☄

"A new deisies to watch out for, the hanahaki. The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from unrequited love, where the patient’s throat will fill up with flower, they will then proceed to throw, and cough up the petals, (sometimes even the flowers). One of the only ways for the disease to ‘disappear’ is if, the said person returns the feeling (it can’t be resolved with friendship, it has to be genuine feelings of love). The infection can also be removed through surgery, though the feelings disappear along with the petals. If they choose nether options, or the feeling is not returned in time, then the patient’s lungs will fill up with flowers, and will eventually suffocate. There is no specific flower for the disease, but it’ll either be the crushes favourite type of flower, or their favourite colour. We can only hope for the patients, and pray that the crushes favourite flower isn’t a type of rose." The news woman says.

"Woah, that sounds like it sucks." I let out a small chuckle, but feel bad about it after.

"Ashleys favorite flower is a rare one, purple roses. I hope I dont catch that.." I say boredly.

"Thats fucking gay dude" Larry says with a laugh and a smug face.

I punch him in the arm and cross my arms. "Fuck off larry your gay for sal and you fucking know it."

Larry crosses his arms "we're equal..." He pouts.

I smirk "well ima call them over now."