[h3]Shizuka Otonashi || Shirohane Flowershop || April 29 WED[/h3]
[color=violet]"O-Oh my, I wasn't aware you were the daughter of the owner of this shop. Do keep up your hard work in the maintenance of the shop, the flowers you keep and how they're arranged are quite lovely."[/color] A light smile flashed across her half hidden face, but her voice was clear enough to show that her compliment was sincere. As they walked, the colorful scenery of the flowers attracted Shizuka to the point that she was curious enough to gently touch the petals with her finger. When a new customer entered and Kotori's attention was turned to whoever it was, a little accident occurred. With how her eyes covered her vision, the raven haired girl didn't realize she pointed her finger towards the roses, known for their sharp thorns and-- [b][i]OW[/i][/b]. Little amount of crimson droplets oozed out. Panicking slightly with embarrassment, Shizuka pulled out a handkerchief from her purse and covered the evidence.

Being preoccupied with the bleeding finger, Shizuka missed the person who had newly entered the shop by the time she turned her face toward the door. While she may not have seen who it was, the voice was quite familiar, an image of a particular person was forming in her mind until Kotori confirmed her speculation by mentioning his name. [i]Dragunov[/i]. Since it was rare for the girl to hear a foreigner speak Japanese in such a proper manner, it was no surprise for her to instantly assume such person would be either of the Dragunov siblings. Realizing that the shop owner's daughter was familiar with the man, her lips parted to inquire, [color=violet]"Ah! You're acquainted with Dragunov-san as well, Shirohane-san? But I suppose it's no surprise with how small Warakuma is."[/color]

Upon given an apology and a bow to match for the slight, not exactly interruption, Shizuka waved her [s]non-bleeding[/s] hand in a gesture to show that she was not offended in any way. [color=violet]"I-It's no problem, Shirohane-san."[/color] Just as they arrived at the shelves where the carnations were located, her eyes sparkled at the lovely assortments of colors for the flower. Just a few moments were all she needed to decide on what she wanted for her gift to be. Before voicing out her decision, Kotori replied to her previous inquiry. [color=violet]"I see, it must take some careful attention to grow these to how beautiful they are now, doesn't it? Common or not, such fact wouldn't change. As to which one piqued my interest, I find these pink and white combination to my liking! I-If reservations of bouquets are acceptable, I would like one of these on Mother's Day."[/color]