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settled into the glass half empty, made myself at home
posted Jan 14 2018, 01:54 AM
Her confirmation about the show was encouraging, prompting him to let out a little breath at not having missed the mark. "That's-," though he did have to pause again, realizing belatedly that without attending himself, he had little else to say on the matter. "... good."
Another social hurdle successfully blundered into, he glanced only a little quickly around, eyes seizing on anything nearby to subdue the awkwardness. It was rare enough that he carried a conversation this long with a stranger, schoolmate or not - not that he was shy, but one tended to run out of relatable topics when all they could think of was morphology.
The sunflowers, at least, seemed to work. "They, hm. It's... kind of complicated." He didn't doubt she'd be interested, or capable of following along, but a glance at the clock over the counter told him he couldn't subject her to any length of explanation that would satisfy them both. "Basically they're clusters of a lot of tiny flowers." Even saying that much invited questions, and he dithered for a second before listening somewhat gratefully to what Sherry had to offer instead. "Is... there a flower for each year, then?"
The associations of warmth and happiness were easily believable, even to him. Sunflowers were a common enough symbol, after all, though he remembered seeing some less common species as he'd walked in and wondered briefly after their corresponding meanings. One part of her trivia stood out more to him, prompting a follow-up: "Adoration, like." Shifting, he made an unsure gesture with one hand, trying to find a way to word his thoughts and fumbling toward one in due time. "They turn to follow the sun, so - that, but with a person?" If so, he could certainly see the connection, though it sounded sillier in his voice than in hers.
His phone chimed once in his pocket, indicating that he'd have to get going before the greenhouse shut completely down for the night. Pulling slightly away, he looked hesitantly at Sherry before making to pick up his clipboard. "Sorry. I have to get back for today. It... was nice to meet you."
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