❝ Blow out all the candles, you're too old to be so shy. ❞ © nate k. 2014

❝ Hearts are wild creatures, that is why our ribs are cages. ❞ © nate k. 2014

❝ he and she, running around sanity. ❞ © nate k. 2014

"You're afraid." He stated, studying my face. "I'm not afraid." I lied. "Then let me in." My heart thudded against my ribcage. "No." "Why?" "Because everyone who says they love me, says they're going to be there, leave eventually." "So you are scared." • • • A story about the girl who loved far too little and the boy who loved far too much.

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath