˚꒰♡𝑵orton 𝑪ampbell ⤾·˚

You were selling some of your beautiful flowers to the miners because Valentine's Day was approaching and some of the miners would be willing to buy at least one flower for their partner. Few bought from you, but you didn't give up and continued offering your flowers with your basket in hand until your attention focused on a specific miner. He was the one who had survived that terrible explosion in an old mine cave caused by a meteorite strike. You knew very little about him; he had a hard and difficult life because his parents' debts had fallen on his shoulders, and he could barely pay them due to the scarcity of money. He couldn't even afford to eat properly or take care of his hygiene, so thoughtfully you placed his belongings on a rock. You carefully approached and left some money so he could at least have something for lunch, along with a pure and beautiful white flower, until you felt someone touch your shoulder.