Zalindah.Resident
Colorful Scents
Her phone was buzzing while she quickened her steps, "I'm coming!" she exclaimed, more to herself knowing well who was the culprit behind the impatient messages.
It was one of those days when nothing goes according to plan. His shop was supposed to be closed half an hour ago but due to her delay he waited because she said she would join him on the trip home.
There it was, the perfect sign of his shop, "Hideout Blooms". The concept was quite different from other flower shops. He gave out tea, sometimes coffee. The aroma was so welcoming. Moreover, he encouraged his patrons to write or draw something with the flowers they wanted to buy. That wasn't enough though, he also crafted pretty gift boxes or fancy storage containers as she liked to call them.
"You are too slow." he said, when she finally entered the shop, looking really apologetic.
"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed and went to hug attack him on the chairs he used as a temporary bed. He sighed, watching her drag a chair next to him, invading his personal space as always.
"I made that for you." he said, pointing on the wreath made of blue tulips on his work table. She over-excitedly wore it over her head, smiling sheepishly.
"You want to go home now?" she asked, smiling warmly down towards him.
"Not yet, let's rest awhile." he said, making himself comfortable and using her lap as a pillow.
She held his hand, resting with him, inhaling the sweetness all around her. Flowers, left over tea, polished wood, old paper...colorful scents.
P.S. Inspired by 8f8 - BloomLife Collection
Colorful Scents
Her phone was buzzing while she quickened her steps, "I'm coming!" she exclaimed, more to herself knowing well who was the culprit behind the impatient messages.
It was one of those days when nothing goes according to plan. His shop was supposed to be closed half an hour ago but due to her delay he waited because she said she would join him on the trip home.
There it was, the perfect sign of his shop, "Hideout Blooms". The concept was quite different from other flower shops. He gave out tea, sometimes coffee. The aroma was so welcoming. Moreover, he encouraged his patrons to write or draw something with the flowers they wanted to buy. That wasn't enough though, he also crafted pretty gift boxes or fancy storage containers as she liked to call them.
"You are too slow." he said, when she finally entered the shop, looking really apologetic.
"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed and went to hug attack him on the chairs he used as a temporary bed. He sighed, watching her drag a chair next to him, invading his personal space as always.
"I made that for you." he said, pointing on the wreath made of blue tulips on his work table. She over-excitedly wore it over her head, smiling sheepishly.
"You want to go home now?" she asked, smiling warmly down towards him.
"Not yet, let's rest awhile." he said, making himself comfortable and using her lap as a pillow.
She held his hand, resting with him, inhaling the sweetness all around her. Flowers, left over tea, polished wood, old paper...colorful scents.
P.S. Inspired by 8f8 - BloomLife Collection