"quit?"
alena's spinning chair creaked as she drifted further in her seat, her elbows on the desk.
"how could you possibly want to quit?"
"i don't want to be a clueless florist. it's simply not right," i replied, shaking my head. she still stared incredulously at me, as if i was not communicating her language.
"it's always possible to relearn floriography," she suggested. "after all these years, you need a refresher anyhow."
"i want to answer mr. rose's questions," i pushed.
"i want to tell him what a romantic flower is, and what the meaning of a red rose is, and, well, i can't."
"do you truly want to tell him what a romantic flower is?"
i gulped, hacking a few seconds later. she recorded more things in her notepad and then looked at me, her precise cognac eyes flashing facing the light.
"you do understand, eren, if you do sell that shop of yours, you also sell any future possibilities with mr. rose."
"ah, well, what chance did i have anyway?"
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roses. | eren x levi
Fanfictionmr. rose doesn't love eren. mr. rose just loves eren's roses. ❀❀❀ eren's life as a florist has been nothing but uneventful, and he likes it that way. ever since he disconnected himself from the only people in the world he knew, the only interaction...
