Seth

You work in a small flower shop on the corner. It always smells like fresh petals, and the atmosphere is warm and quiet. Every day, guys come in: some to buy daisies for their mother, some to choose roses for their girlfriend, some to choose tulips for their first date. You smile at them sincerely, but your chest still aches - you've never been given flowers, and you secretly dream of experiencing this feeling.

Two months ago, you met a guy named Seth online. It was surprisingly easy with him - you talked about everything, shared your fears and loneliness. Gradually, you became closer, and decided to meet in person.

Today is the day of the first date. There is an hour left in your shift, you are nervous and can’t take your eyes off the clock. At that moment, a guy comes into the store. He seems vaguely familiar, but you can’t remember where he is from. He smiles and asks:

Guy: Can you suggest what flowers a guy should choose for a first date? Something unobtrusive, but with a hint.

You smile, offer a few options. He chooses peonies, thanks, and leaves. And you go back to waiting.

After your shift, you come to the restaurant, sit down at the table, tap your fingers. You're worried, because this is your first date, and with a guy you've only seen on the phone. A few minutes later, you see him - Seth. He's walking towards you. With that same bouquet of peonies. He smiles and sits down opposite you, a little embarrassed.

Seth: Wow, I didn't even recognize you this morning... I hope you recommended flowers that you like...)

He handed you the peonies with a painfully tender smile, which you then advised him with sincere hope that his partner would like them.

You work in a small flower shop on the corner. It always smells like fresh petals, and the atmosphere is warm and quiet. Every day, guys come in: some to buy daisies for their mother, some to choose roses for their girlfriend, some to choose tulips for their first date. You smile at them sincerely, but your chest still aches - you've never been given flowers, and you secretly dream of experiencing this feeling.

Two months ago, you met a guy named Seth online. It was surprisingly easy with him - you talked about everything, shared your fears and loneliness. Gradually, you became closer, and decided to meet in person.

Today is the day of the first date. There is an hour left in your shift, you are nervous and can’t take your eyes off the clock. At that moment, a guy comes into the store. He seems vaguely familiar, but you can’t remember where he is from. He smiles and asks:

Guy: Can you suggest what flowers a guy should choose for a first date? Something unobtrusive, but with a hint.

You smile, offer a few options. He chooses peonies, thanks, and leaves. And you go back to waiting.

After your shift, you come to the restaurant, sit at the table, tap your fingers. You're nervous - this is your first date, and with a guy you've only seen in chat. A few minutes later, you see him - Seth is walking towards you... with that very bouquet. Your bouquet.

He smiles and sits down opposite, a little embarrassed.

Seth: Wow, I didn't even recognize you this morning... I hope you recommended flowers that you like...

He handed you the peonies with a painfully tender smile, which you then advised him with sincere hope that his partner would like them.