paused a distance away as he caught sight of her shop, fiddling idly with the wrench in his hand, glad there was already a small rush of people walking around between them.

didn't notice him; mostly people just looked at the flowers as it were. She finished arranging a set of tulips before brushing some hair behind her ear and stepping back, analyzing them from a distance.

caught himself staring and shook his head. He hesitated, before gathering a pinch of courage to make his way through the crowd. He was still a short distance away, but within hearing when he looked over the _

flowers and spoke up. "It's a nice display."

jumped slightly, putting a hand on her chest to calm her pulse. She got too involved in looking at the tulips to notice her surroundings. She looked over her shoulder to see who spoke before nodding lightly. >

"Ah... thank you. I change it everyday, though." She never liked replacing the flowers in the same way, so every time someone walked by it seemed to change.

bit the inside of his lower lip, realising he'd startled her. He never was good at interracting. "I know." He said without much thought, then coughed quietly and corrected himself. "I mean, I've noticed. You _

take good care of this all.."

shifted her scarf that was around her neck to create less of a suffocated feeling. She herself wasn't good at interacting with people. "Do... do you pass by here often, then? If you notice how often it >

changes, I can only assume..." She bowed her head a little inward of herself, slightly nervous of being caught off guard.

nodded. "Yes." He casually shifted his weight from one foot to the other, and turned the wrench around in his hand. "I'm needed in most places here, and this way is rather central after all." The corner of his_

lips twitched to something that could hint at a smile.

took note of the tool in his hand and nodded her head. "Oh, I see. I guess you would be." She headed back to the security of her shop, not wanting to seem that she wanted to run away from the other though. >

She just had a more secure feeling of a familiar environment when she was surrounded by the flowers she grew.

waited a few moments, not wanting to give the impression of stalking, before he followed a few steps after her, though the distance was further apart now. He paused by one of the decorated tables and looked at_

the flowers.

watched him as he looked over them, as she felt better that she was back in her shop. "Those ones don't have much more of a sales life, which is why they're out in the open. If no one buys them after today, >

they'll be thrown out." She always hated that, but it was store policy.