When Arrows Fly
“This is majestic, even grander than any of the garden I saw. I mean, it’s a field of flowers with different variations! How is that possible?”
“I doubt you’ve seen a lot of gardens. I–” He squinted his eyes at me, scissor on his hand. I pulled away, “You’re not trying to get on my good side, are you, cupid? What do you want from me?”
I wrinkled my nose and huff, “I’m not trying to get on your good side because I know it doesn’t exist. And I don’t want anything from you.” I rolled my eyes and observed him as he crouched down next to the blue flowers. I stood next to him, noticing that he is cutting some parts and putting it on top of the table. “Why did you bring me here?”
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