Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29969851-20190329163339/@comment-31597382-20190407181142

Larkin picked a big one for Opal, offering it to her with a bow.

She rolled her eyes, but blushed prettily, accepting the flower.

"Yes!" He cheered. "You've made me blush today, and I returned the favor. Now we're even."

Opal lightly punched him.

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Luna sniffed a flower. "I think red roses are too common." She commented aside to Julia. "White roses on the other habd are my favorite."

"White roses symbolize funerals you know." Julia muttered, reaching to pick one, but jerking awsy when she was pricked by a thorn. Delicately, sje stuck the wounded fingertip in her mouth.