Chrysanthemums
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Last published Tue, Dec 21, 2021
"A bouquet of roses, please." He spoke politely.
"Roses? How cliché." A stranger mumbled.
Turning back to see who the voice belonged to, he replied."Excuse me?"
The stranger turned around, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, she stared back, raising an eyebrow.
"Roses. They're so cliche. Why not lilacs? Or peonies?"
"And what do you propose I should chose instead." He turned back with a look of amusement, slowly taking in the strangers features.
"Well, who are they for?" she asked inquisitively.
"My...mom. My mom. We're celebrating." he hesitated before answering, avoiding eye contact for a moment. She pondered for a moment, resting her hand on her chin. Her eyes lit up and said,
"Chrysanthemums." she nodded enthusiastically, "They're beautiful. Overlooked. Perfect."
"Hm. Alright then, chrysanthemums it is..." He paused, a sign for her to reply with her name.
"Thasnim." She replied, smiling.
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