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So another one of these and it’s a comic? Since this is really the last day I can work on anything serious I decided to get a start on that comic I talked about in a previous post. You might want to see that one to get some context but for the follow-up is wip.
See ya next time!
The Flower Shop Boy
Part 1
The light that flitted through the window showed the tiny particles that were floating through the air, but those tiny particles remained invisible to all except the one person who happened to be paying close attention. Jasmine was admiring it for her it was currently her source of entertainment as she was hunched over the counter, head resting on her right palm, her elbow steady on the material she had yet to identify that made up her solid counter space. Though her surroundings were beautiful and filled with flowers on display, her work made this a daily view that she had essentially numbed herself to. But it was a grand sight for it brought in many types of customers. But instead of seeing what others saw, her mind was trying to make sense of what was floating in the air and why she had never noticed these tiny details before.
Jasmine enjoyed her job enough – working at this mom and pop type of flower shop – and with her other job being part-time a couple of times during the week, she was able to make ends meet. But it did not stop her mind from wondering if she was ever going to be able to go to college like she had always thought she would. Her grand “life plan.”
Life had other ideas; it essentially had a huge hiccup that caused her to go straight to work after high school instead of going to college like most of the people she knew. And she was okay with that. She didn’t regret the choices she made, but it did come with some ‘what ifs.’ She was at the age where most people were at least a couple years into their degrees, so their experiences were vastly different. They had different issues, different thoughts, different… everything. Sometimes she felt disconnected but at the same time, she was more content than most people.
The only way anything ever lacked was her interactions with others. She had plenty of customer service type of situations and opportunities to have some decent conversations if she truly pursued it, but it was the more honest personal level that she seemed to miss. Especially when it came to possible romantic-type of interactions.
She had told herself time and again that she was okay with that. Jasmine didn’t really have time to put that much effort into something so consuming. She needed to have a more steady foothold in the world – a more dependable income could be good – before truly wanting to devote herself to such a turmoil of emotions.
Jasmine could not help but smile a little bit knowing how she refers to the madness that is supposedly love. It seemed like a lot of work and upkeep and it just wasn’t-
A ding from the bell that resided above the door made her snap out of her thoughts and stand straight as she wiped the front of her apron to smooth away crinkles that weren’t even there. A smile graced her face as she went into her ‘attentive representative’ mode.
It was a couple of young girls whose eyes wandered around the store in awe followed by a young man. Jasmine’s attention went first to the girls who immediately squealed as they came in and rushed to a section of flowers on display that stated: “An Amazing Sale You Cannot Pass Up.” Their attention was fully focused as the young man tended to have a much slower and laid-back pace, almost making her think that he was possibly talked into coming in – or at least that was what Jasmine thought. He didn’t seem to quite follow them but she assumed he was with them. A young man his age didn’t just stroll around by himself in the flower shop anymore.
She quickly went to the girls to see if they had any questions or if there was anything they needed help with as they figured out what exactly they wanted. These young girls did not disappoint. They immediately asked questions about what they would need to do if they wanted flowers or other general inquiries that normally came from young women who don’t come in often. Situations like these made Jasmine smile genuinely. They were nice to work with and had actual intentions of purchasing something. She didn’t mind those who came to just look and admire their handiwork around the store, but she felt like she was much more useful if there was an actual transaction that came from it.
“The gentleman that came with you, do you want him here to hear this as well,” Jasmine asked, realizing he was still just wandering around and not paying attention.
The two girls brought their heads together and giggled, glancing towards him every few moments. “Oh, he isn’t with us. Just a coincidence.”
Jasmine’s eyes grew wide with surprise for a moment as she quickly turned to him, an apology on her lips. But it died off as she finally fully looked at him. His face seemed mature, a very handsome look that was softened by the smirk that graced his appearance as he was absorbed by the flowers he was observing. Some of his hair fell in front of his eyes, but it didn’t seem to bother him much as he absentmindedly brushed it away, his full attention elsewhere.
He was beautiful.
She had to blink a few times before realizing she was just starring and embarrassment took over for a brief second. Jasmine realized no one caught her error so she was able to catch herself again and finished her original intent. She cleared her throat, catching his attention. “I am so sorry. I’ll be with you in a moment if you have any questions.”
He threw her an understanding smile and a nod, acknowledging her before his attention was back in front of him as he reached up to softly touch a petal.
The action seemed so… delicate. Jasmine bit her lip trying to not let another smile pass by that would give her away as she turned back to the girls. She could not help but notice that as she was taking their order and jotting down their information, they kept glancing in his direction. It was confirmed; she was not the only one that found him attractive.
Long story short we received a fruit bouquet and it came with this cutely shaped strawberry so I drew @thelazystrawberryboi's OCs Abel and Isen!
These two are precious and I will hunt down anyone who says otherwise