Title: "Bloom In the Shadows"
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[Scene: Late Morning | Flower Shop | Light classical music playing softly]
[The bell chimes. Noè looks up instantly—tries not to, but fails.]
MC : noè moreau
(internally):
He came back..
Cassian steps inside again. Less damp, still unreadable. In his hand—an vase with dead freesia
ML : cassian virelli
It died.
The freesia.
MC : noè moreau
(smiling softly):
Flowers tend to do that.
They’re beautiful because they’re fleeting.
ML : cassian virelli
(after a pause):
I don’t like things that vanish.
[Noè’s hands pause mid-wrap. Their eyes meet.]
MC : noè moreau
(internally):
Why does his voice make my heart thud?
MC : noè moreau
(lightly):
Lucky for you, I do refills.
What are you in the mood for this time?
ML : cassian virelli
You choose.
[Noè selects blush peonies, eucalyptus, and soft lavender. His hands move with practiced grace.]
Cassian watches closely—too closely.
His voice is quiet when he speaks again.
ML : cassian virelli
You arrange flowers like you’re healing the world.
MC : noè moreau
Noè (blushing, flustered):
It’s just what I do.
ML : cassian virelli
You have a gift.
[A soft pause. Noè wraps the bouquet carefully and holds it out. Their fingers brush again—intentionally this time.]
MC : noè moreau
I’m Noè, by the way.
Since you already knew.
ML : cassian virelli
Cassian
[The name hangs between them like an unopened promise.]
MC : noè moreau
(internally):
Cassian.
Even his name sounds like trouble
ML : cassian virelli
(quietly):
I’ll see you soon.
[He leaves again. But this time, Noè watches the door long after it closes.]
mrs. bunny
Have a great day ☺️
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