Alyssa had feelings about florist shops, mostly because she knew what all the flowers thought and said out loud. However, today she stopped in to grab a small bouquet for the new dining room in their new house.
However, she still had to contend with hearing the flowers and plants. She noticed a man standing and staring, who looked a little lost. "Maybe not those," she said, pointing to the ones he moved towards. "They're actively plotting your demise and they'll die quickly on purpose." Some flowers took to being picked better than others.