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quietly wishing for a Gust/ave for my Ver/so over at my canon multi helpppp, I love them so much.

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The shop is quiet today, giving December the downtime to make sure the flowers are arranged well, to check on the baby plants in the incubators behind the counter, to dust where she hasn't been able to in days. She likes when things are slow; she's learned how to think about things besides her past, to focus on the present, the now. She sings along to the radio playing gently from the counter. She stops singing and looks up from the incubators when she hears the little bell tinkling above the door. Her smile is warm as she looks to the stranger entering her shop. He's handsome, looks sweet, and she's gotten better at not suspecting every newcomer of being him. "Hello," she says as she comes around the counter and approaches him. "What can I help you with?" (for Saena!!) @wakingdrcams

It's a decision he makes on a whim. To go into the flower shop nearby, right after buying a handful of things at the convenience store. Maybe, this would help. Some therapies use flowers as base, and, overall, flowers are revered for being a feel-good, positive type of gift – if you know which ones to choose. Grabbing ones from the soil outside wouldn't give him certainty, the flower shop was his best bet.

Either that, or he had just found the shop alluring. He'd never seen a place quite like that, not where he grew up, not where he had helped Ena grow up...

So, when he opens the door and feels the embrace of the gentle aromas and the soft humming of a woman, he is amazed. Saena tries to take it all in while waiting quietly, eventually locking eyes with the lady. Her smile is warm and genuine – a phenomenon he is still not used to – and she is gorgeous, much like the flowers surrounding her.

"Good day," he replies as softly as he can, his steps leading him to the counter, closer to her. Saena stands there for a bit, wondering just what exactly he has to say in a place like this. I'm looking for flowers? That was too broad... "Do you sell flowers that help with... illnesses? I mean to say, flowers that bring happiness."

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《 Sanatorium White 》

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Ena: Can I have a private talk with you?

Saena: Okay, as long as it’s not about tampons because I just don’t understand them.

( From this generator )

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another park haesoo study from my phone. It drawn by me a couple of weeks ago, so I don’t really like it now lol ;;;

bring back this crazy fine shyt 💔

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lee dong-wook ↳ nylon tv korea

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lee dong-wook ↳ nylon tv korea

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Ena teaching Saena the peace sign = he does not stop doing it for a whole day... to anyone he meets.

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Christina Ricci as Misty Quigley

“Bear Down“ | Yellowjackets

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YOO GI-HYEOK and SEO MOON-JO Hell Is Other People (2019) 1.02

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POTW: Pick a Lee Dong Wook Role (that's not Goblin) (as voted by our members and followers)

Seo Moon Jo || Strangers From Hell (2019)

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I'm azhwhsjsh at the thought of Saena receiving flowers from Ena. It's one of his most favorite things. He also appreciates plushies, but he adores the different flowers she always gifts him the most. And when she actually gave him a well-developed flower crown? God, it made his whole day.

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Happy Mother's day to Saena('s boyfriend, too) and to all mothers out there in the world and beyond.

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This part specifically was tailor-made as fan-service for exactly me. Thank you for the Saena crumbs.

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[ Extracting Directive from @dollhidden's ABBY -> Atom: 💫 a late night text. ]

[ TEXT -> A. ] The kids are asleep.

[ TEXT -> A. ] Can we meet up?

[ TEXT -> A. ] I'd like to talk... It's nothing serious.

[ TEXT -> A. ] Actually, it is quite silly. But I'd like to talk about it, anyway.

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[ Extracting Directive from @dollhidden 's MI-HYUN for Saena: Send 👥 for me to create a starter for you beginning in a setting created by this generator. ]

It's midnight. There's a mist rolling in. You're in a small town. There's a sad feel to the place.

The night outside is mesmerizing, tranquil. It mixes with trickles of droplets beginning to form and fall against leaves and petals. Around them, he can see the start of... dust? Fog? Ah... it's mist. Maybe that's why the droplets were so clear, maybe that's why he was so entranced by it. Things like those easily bring memories of yesterday and who he used to be. That mist would feel the same as who he had been.

And then, there it is, the quietness of the town – it's still alive, despite the fact that there is barely any noise. He enjoyed it, it's a difference he can cling to even through the dead of night. He almost forgot he had company or that, technically, he was the company, this time around.

"Did you ever kiss your husband in weather like this?" He has been told to replace grotesque thoughts with good ones, preventing them to become a reality. Voicing the good ones further solidifies them, evaporates the negative ones. Mi-hyun happily spending time with her husband in a distant memory was as good as any positive thought in his head. "I've seen it on TV; couples in romantic scenery, like rain, or a storm."