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Send me your flowers of your December (Closed)
Who: Chloe Bouchard and Dave Strider
What: Flowers and Memories
Where: Enchanted Blossoms
When: 2/13, some time after Dave's post
Warnings: None, any potential memory regains are still bloodless
[Chloe was, as she'd told Dave, still finishing up when the truck pulled in. She sighed, knowing it would keep her on shift a little longer, when she'd wanted to speak with him about what they'd mentioned, more privately and away from the network. Still, they were signed for quickly enough and a shipment of flowers were brought in. A brilliant pink, the Rhododendron shrubs were attractive and had held up well.
She looked over for a bit of help and seeing Dave, waved at him before picking up the first few.]
I guess we can talk in a minute, Dave. Would you mind helping me with them? They smell lovely.
What: Flowers and Memories
Where: Enchanted Blossoms
When: 2/13, some time after Dave's post
Warnings: None, any potential memory regains are still bloodless
[Chloe was, as she'd told Dave, still finishing up when the truck pulled in. She sighed, knowing it would keep her on shift a little longer, when she'd wanted to speak with him about what they'd mentioned, more privately and away from the network. Still, they were signed for quickly enough and a shipment of flowers were brought in. A brilliant pink, the Rhododendron shrubs were attractive and had held up well.
She looked over for a bit of help and seeing Dave, waved at him before picking up the first few.]
I guess we can talk in a minute, Dave. Would you mind helping me with them? They smell lovely.