◇•Green & Orange•◇

Btw does anyone have a better name for the ship than "Dakavendish"?

((Been scribbling a lot about these two over the last month, so I figured I’d post some of it. Did you know that every flower has approximately three million different meanings? It’s true. I used this website for this fic, though. Written for the prompt “wildflower”))

Dakota had gone to a lot of trouble to ensure the bouquet arrived via their agency-issued locker, rather than through a messenger in their current time. Considering the only current-timeline residents who knew where and when Cavendish and Dakota were, were a handful of kids, Brick and Savannah, and Cavendish and Dakota themselves, it would’ve been a bit of a giveaway.

So, putting on his best look of surprised interest, Dakota pulled the vase from the locker when it arrived with the rest of their mail from 2175 and turned to Cavendish’s desk.

“Hey, Cav, check it out!”