The Easiest Way To Fall In

Once upon a time, in the peaceful town of Hamilton Heights, (the lower heights) there were two shops that coexisted next to each other.

A bakery, and a florist shop.

I, your narrator and protagonist, live above the florist shop while my mother in question, owns the shop.

This sad story however, is not majorly surrounded about me but about the huge rivalry between my mom, the florist, and Lucille Flynn, the baker next door.

For some unknown reason, they have hated each other for as long as forever and due to this unfortunate hatred, that could only mean that their children aka me and a sub human named Wilder Flynn automatically have to hate each other.

So, imagine when in a funny flip of fate, these two enterprises are forced to work together on a wedding and these two warring teenagers are suddenly relegated to the thirdwheel of their respective friend groups.

If you thought disaster, then you deserve a skittle for that correct answer.

Although of course, I wouldn't describe it as a disaster because that would be an understatement of the year.

What I would call it would be chaos and that is indeed what it eventually turned out to be.

A chaos of feelings, flavors, flowers, relationships and secrets.