[He painted purple hyacinths for Josias before, and got them back. He's not going to do the same thing again and hell if he's going to give her Josie's painting.
So he goes with agrimony and borage and if the bouquet looks like an artfully-arranged assortment of pretty weeds carefully bound in twine, well. That's kind of what they are.
He's growing her some gladioli, though. Only a few have bloomed and against the brushy bottom of a background and they look odd there, all refined lines against a mess.
He doesn't leave a name to them, let alone any explanation. Enjoy your strange surprise flowers, Cassandra.]
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So he goes with agrimony and borage and if the bouquet looks like an artfully-arranged assortment of pretty weeds carefully bound in twine, well. That's kind of what they are.
He's growing her some gladioli, though. Only a few have bloomed and against the brushy bottom of a background and they look odd there, all refined lines against a mess.
He doesn't leave a name to them, let alone any explanation. Enjoy your strange surprise flowers, Cassandra.]