// despite the fact that sasaki yoon ji was a very driven girl, there came days in which she felt less than motivated to perform even the simplest of activities. her ongoing argument was that everyone had one of those days every once in a while, but as of late they'd become more and more occurrent.
today, as fate would have it, just happened to be one of those days.
she didn't want to be at work; she didn't want to be surrounded by flowers and people and couples that looked so blissfully happy it made her sick. after she'd finished helping arrange a bouquet for a boy with sweaty hands and (what she considered to be) god awful hair, she slumped over the counter and pressed her forehead against the cool surface, calling out to the back of the shop. "yahhh.. isn't it time to go yet? you don't really need me here anymore-" just as she'd finished her engrossingly emotional plead, a familiar chime of the front bell reached her ears. with a groan, she picked herself up and pretended to tend to some hydrangeas, curiously eyeing the new patron with a raised brow. "welcome to one flower. can i help you with something?"