#but tbh this is over three sentences when you take out the dialogue so woops!

[bumbog]

Silquefaye and flower shop!

“Oh! I almost forgot, here’s a small guide to do with the language of flowers. Most customers don’t care about it, but every so often someone will come in asking for a arrangement with it in mind”, Silque says, tucking a stray hair behind her ear as her eyes flicker back to Faye, a smile on her face that makes Faye feel at peace in a way she’d rather not think about. 

Faye leans over her shoulder, and wills herself to ignore the smells of flowers and fresh cotton wafting from Silque, forcing her to tear her eyes away from the guide and blurt out, “high demand for petunia’s this time of year, I take it?”

“Yes, they’re surprising popular. To be honest, my favourite flower’s always been the tulip”, Silque murmurs, eyeing the shop floor. “You wouldn’t happen to have a favourite, would you?”

“Well, if I had to pick”, Faye begins, and swallows thickly around the truth. “I’d probably say carnations. Red carnations if we’re being specific.”

Send me a ship and an au, and I’ll write a three(ish) sentence fic