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Michael had been looking forward to this since they'd decided to get together. Orla was just cool as hell and he hoped this went well. He showered, shaved and got dressed. He stayed casual since they were going to the park, but made sure he was still fairly neat. He put on a vintage t-shirt and some jeans with a courderoy blazer and his chucks. He attempted to fix his hair, which he liked to think was artfully messy and apparated to London. 

He wasn't too far from where they'd agreed to meet and on the way he stopped in a small flower shop. He didn't want to get roses or something that seemed cheesy or overdone. Michael spotted  a container of loose sunflowers. He picked what he thought looked like the brightest one and bought it. With a happy smile and a little hum he headed to Orla's flat. Finding the door, he knocked on it and leaned against the frame waiting for her to answer. He sniffed at the sunflower and smiled.