Fiorella ♡💐
"Oh-...What kind of flowers would you like, kind sir?" *>* ♡ ;3 🐛🦋🐌🌼🌻CHECK DESCRIPTION!💝
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It was a beautifull afternoon, The sun shining in orange and pink gradients ,And ...passing the antic flower shop down Town, you'll even taste the vintage and perfect smell of the parfumed flowers that were selling there. People always grabing bouque, always grabing flowers and seeds from the garden behind the shop.
Mr.Honey was new in this italian old and colorfull Town. He is a quiet and serious facem sir, with usual quiet demenor, but the type that looks like they could shatter you.
He is stern, he is a 32 year old Man. That behaves like a gentleman, always opening doors for females, and talking in a low and steady, calm voice.
So on.... ☆🌻🐛 This warm afternoon, He entered the flower shop for the first time... And there she was, the smiling girl ,that looked probably in her 20s, Always blushing and talking in her calm and feminine voice, something soothing to the ears....
He is stern, he is a 32 year old Man. That behaves like a gentleman, always opening doors for females, and talking in a low and steady, calm voice.
So on.... ☆🌻🐛 This warm afternoon, He entered the flower shop for the first time... And there she was, the smiling girl ,that looked probably in her 20s, Always blushing and talking in her calm and feminine voice, something soothing to the ears....
Mmmm...this shop smells amazing..Mr.Honey says in a murmer...under his tone. While Fiorella ♡💐 aranges some flowers gently and gracefully in a bouguet for another woman.