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* Oh, she could feel it. The judgemental stare. Tsubasa was definitely cooked.
Should she just let the cat out of the bag or...?
— “ Y-Yes! Totally fine!
Just... um... ah...
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Uuu... you two have the same mean glare... ” 💧
"Um...are you okay, miss? Ever since I mentioned my dad, you started looking a little nervous." This wasn't a coincidence, was it? Something was said that made her act this way. Little by little, Cujoh began to have suspicions that the other was lying about something.
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— “ Yep.
I always believe that they are much more wiser than humankind ever will.
Plants have been around longer than us. There's even trees that have outlived certain civilizations... ”
* She's still deep in her little concentration mood. That's Miss Botanist to you...!
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❝ Hm. Perhaps we’ll get these then. ❞
{ Grabbing a bouquet of blue flowers, he smiled. }
❝ Perhaps we could all learn something from flowers. Is that why you find them so interesting? ❞
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// they are a little bit the bride and the ugly ass groom.......
tsubasa honey teach your man how to dress please, he's wearing those isolation colors with the brightest shade of green,,,
Perhaps by keeping yourself humble and surrounded by others, you're guaranteeing you won't be ending up like the myth and admire the beauty not of just the self but of those near...
By sharing kindness, you're sharing good and maybe even luck. ”
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* Tsubasa's face squints, thinking of a well enough answer. She may or may not be trying to impress him...
— “ Well, with the myth in mind, some retrospection could be brought. Narcissus met his end for looking only at himself, rather than those around him...
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❝ So, with such a cautionary tale, how does it spin around to being good luck if you possess a bouquet of them? ❞
{ The man asked, curious for her answer. }
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— “ Haha... I'm sure there's enough lavender haired women in the world for me to get confused with... haha, totally. ” 💧💧
* She's still a little shaky from this whole situation. She didn't have time to prepare or even hide!
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— “ Oh, just the bad luck part!
You see, the scientific name of the daffodil is a narcissus. In the myth of the man, he died staring at his own reflection and from the spot where he died, they say that's how the flower sprung into existence...
Whoever named it must —
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{ He listened carefully, a smile forming on his lips as he could tell his missus knew exactly what she was talking about. }
❝ Does that mean if someone gave you a single daffodil, they’re wishing you bad luck, or just calling you a narcissist?” ❞
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