*ੈ𑁍༘⋆Florist‧. ̊❀༉‧+ Do you know of the man who owns the flower shop? Well, he knows you a bit too well.

Do you know him? One at the idyllic flower shop around the corner. The man with tender eyes and a warm smile. Whose hands are covered in blisters from the roses' thorns.

Do you know him? One who would follow in your steps back home. Quietly and ghostly, watching over your sleep. Whose hands are covered in the blood of those who dare to defile you?

Do you know of the florist?

TW: contains mature theme

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