How many flowers would you trade for a hot cappuccino? How many cups of coffee would you trade for a dozen red roses?
What would Cherrie give for a bit of romance? A daisy maybe, but not much. She doesn't care for that sort of thing, only for the things in front of her.
But what if the thing in front of her is the unexpected? A new coffee shop, right across from the flower shop she works at, perhaps?
Will a little push help her find the things she didn't know she needed? Or will she be forced to take over her father's company? Or maybe she rides a gay unicorn into the sunset with nothing but lavender in her pockets?
Guess you'll just have to read to see how it all goes down.
Even if this description doesn't make that much sense, read this story for a little love!