Setting: real world, presumably
Genre: Slice of life
Summary: Handmade gifts are the best
Notes: prompted by Eliza and Herm
The hardest part of the handmade anniversary gift for his girlfriend had been keeping it a surprise.
He’d bought the cloth and wire himself in a hurry during a lunch break, and sneaked away short working sessions, scattered over months.
She went wide-eyed when he presented her with a bouquet of satin roses. She seemed a little confused, though.
“You were so sad when the first flowers I gave you wilted.”
“Ah. And so unique. You don’t see green roses often.”
He answered her smile with a sheepish one. “Maybe I should have asked the vendor for more help.”This entry was also posted at http://anke.dreamwidth.org/367781.html. You can comment wherever you prefer.