WhiteSpringFlowers

My Hatred Can Change Your POV I hate flowers what a vile thing to see everyday as i wake up and walk in my family's shop. Like any other day i make what i distaste the most a bouquet of roses.I sigh as about every customer that walks through those doors ask for a rose bouquet making me sick to my stomach. They don't just ask for roses but for me to make it for their miserable soul. I flip the sign to open as I unlock the door and look up yo see the first customer. He looks beyond handsome with a cute bun look face. the guy looks vaguely familiar like I’ve seen him before. I notice he has flowers on his shirt and he has a brown canvas