[ Heine waves back stiffly before cleaning up the tabletop. That should be that, he thinks, except Fee keeps coming back.
Most of his business comes from people he sees once and never again, buying flowers for special occasions. Other occasional visitors do talk to him, but the conversations they have aren't like the ones Fee tries to start. Over time Heine comes to accept that Fee really is being genuine when he smiles, and that he may actually enjoy Heine's company. Somehow. For some reason.
On a day when the weather is finally beginning to warm, Heine is arranging branches of cherry blossoms in a tall vase—seasonal for spring, surrounding himself with hyacinth, sweet pea, and and lilac in the shop. He has his sleeves rolled up past his elbows, revealing the thick black bands of ink on his right forearm and the cluster of peonies on the inside of his other arm. Seeing Fee come through the front door, Heine glances over before putting the last few branches into the vase. ]
recants from my own tattoo post
Most of his business comes from people he sees once and never again, buying flowers for special occasions. Other occasional visitors do talk to him, but the conversations they have aren't like the ones Fee tries to start. Over time Heine comes to accept that Fee really is being genuine when he smiles, and that he may actually enjoy Heine's company. Somehow. For some reason.
On a day when the weather is finally beginning to warm, Heine is arranging branches of cherry blossoms in a tall vase—seasonal for spring, surrounding himself with hyacinth, sweet pea, and and lilac in the shop. He has his sleeves rolled up past his elbows, revealing the thick black bands of ink on his right forearm and the cluster of peonies on the inside of his other arm. Seeing Fee come through the front door, Heine glances over before putting the last few branches into the vase. ]
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