@Uh.Yeah.I.Sure.HOPE.It.Does!
(Waits patiently.)
(Waits patiently.)
(I am sorry…I walk home and do chores immediately when I get home Rosaline Forve Hayes )
(She sounds nice! And it's no big deal. Do you wanna start?)
(Yeahhhhh! )
Rosaline was walking to the store as she always did on Wednesdays. She hoped to get this out of the way as quickly as possible so she could get home faster, but on the way she got that terrible head splitting head pain she always got when a vision was to come. Rosaline drops to her knees and clutches her head trying hard to keep from crying as the vision over took her sight. After a minute or two she comes back to reality upon opening her eyes she looks up to see a quite good looking man with a concerned look on his face
Ezra saw the woman drop to her knees a few feet away and rushed over to her. "Are you alright miss? Do you need help or anything?"
( "No girls will ever like a boy who plays the flute and gardens. He'll be alone forever." that made me laugh like hell. If I was straight I would totally go for him lollll)
Rosaline blinks and brushes her blue hair out of her face to see this person more clearly "Hmm…I'm fine….just fine….it happens alot. I don't need help…" Rosaline huffs and winces when she tries to get up to prove that she was fine
( "No girls will ever like a boy who plays the flute and gardens. He'll be alone forever." that made me laugh like hell. If I was straight I would totally go for him lollll)
(Honestly me too. I loved making him because so many guys try so hard to be cool and tough and whatever and honestly I'd totally go for the sensitive guy.)
Ezra cocked an eyebrow. "You don't look fine."
(Daisy walks in and jumps up and down. "Ooh snap, Flower Boy. Watch you think you're doing with that girl?" Ezra blushes and mumbles, "Daisy… I'm just helping her." Daisy smirks. "One thing will lead to the next and my little Flower Boy with have a girlfriend." More blushing from Ezra and then a weak, "I'm older than you by a whole minute!" "Bye lil bro." Daisy says with a wink before skipping away. )
Rosaline groans and covers her face with her hands feeling weak and drained as he mumbles under her breath "Stupid insipid visions….so much pain for such little information…." Rosaline pauses when she smells flowers then she looks through her fingers not recognizing where she was "Where am I?"
"You're at Beaming Blooms. I work here." Ezra says. They were in the back room where he had hurriedly carried her. "Feeling any better?"
Rosaline shakes her head as she looked around at a few of the flowers surrounding her "Much better ….kinda….it always hurts when I …uhhh….Get a headache" Rosaline blushes when she tried to come up with an excuse to avoid telling a stranger about her vision
Ezra cocked his head and frowned the mentally shrugged. "A migraine?" He reached up to her forehead to see if she had a fever.
Rosaline jerks her head away to avoid the mans touch blushing again feeling like an idiot coming up with such a flimsy excuse. She then mumbles weakly "Yeah…I get them alot….Ummm…What's your name? I'm Rosaline"
Ezra pulled his hand back when she jerked away and tucked it in his pocket. "Ezra." He looked down at the ground. "Sorry. I shouldn't have tried to touch you without your permission. Give me a second." He rushed off into the store.
Rosaline frowned feeling bad about not letting him touch her forehead. He was only trying to be nice and check to see if she was okay. Rosaline then nods and waits wondering what this man needed to do "Oh…okay?"
(gtg to volleyball. I'll be on tomorrow. Byyyye)
( aw , okay byeeeeeeee)
(I'M HERE REALLY QUICK)
Ezra browsed quickly through the flowers. He finally found a white rose. He paid for it and rushed it back with him to the back room. He walked in, hands behind his back then sat down by Rosaline. "Here. I got this for you."
(OKAY!!!)
Rosaline blushed as she looked at the rose he was holding then she stumbles over her words "I..I…Thank..Y-you…." Rosaline covered her face as she held out her hand to receive the rose "You didn't have to do that"
"I'm a florist/gardener. I felt bad. Therefore, rose." He grinned and blushed a little bit.
Rosaline inspects the rose, touched by the awfully simple gesture then she pulls out her journal from her bag and tears out a page then holds out the page with a drawing on it to him "Here….I am an artist"
"Wow cool!" Ezra takes the picture tentatively. "Do you need anything?"
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