“So, uh, not to make a big thing of it, but I kinda need a bouquet that says ‘I’m sorry.’”
Cadenza eyed Wick. She hadn’t expected Wick to wander into her shop at all, and for her to be this low-key… Something was seriously odd. “Do you mean that the flowers represent apologies, or do you need a banner on it with the words ‘I’m sorry’?” she asked. Regardless of Wick’s reasons, Cadenza was still going to do her job.
Wick opened her mouth to answer, but paused, the options cycling through her head. “Y’know what, let’s do both.”
“I’ll get you started with some purple hyacinth and some blue breath-of-Thale.” Cadenza set to work arranging the flowers, making sure to keep her clippers at the ready - the breath-of-Thale vines could get a little tetchy. “So what did you do?”
“Huh?” Wick asked, keeping her attention on the carnivations, which were just old enough to start teething on the sides of their basket. “Oh… well, you know how it is.” She shrugged slightly in a way that Cadenza knew all too well.
“Ah. Tell you what, why don’t I add some aggroses to this too.”